Into the Mist (Into the Mist 1)

“We all wish that,” said Stella. “But we can’t chance losing this truck.”

Karen sighed. “Do you know why you don’t think we’re staying in Madras? Didn’t that truck driver—”

“Sim,” Mercury said.

“Yes, Sim. Didn’t he say that Madras is governed by a woman? Surely we’d be safe there with her,” said Karen.

“Then stay there,” said Imani, though not unkindly. “I’m doing what Stella says. Period.”

“I’m not saying I won’t do what she says.” Karen put her hands on her round hips. “I was just asking why.”

Stella shrugged. “Karen, I’ve told you everything I know. I’ve only had this superhero intuition thing for three days. I don’t know how it works. It’s telling me that Madras is questionable, though exactly what that means I don’t know. It might be as simple as it’s just not the right fit for us, which doesn’t have to mean it’s a den of inequity. Imani is right. If you want to stay in Madras we won’t stop you. Just because it’s not right for all of us, doesn’t mean it’s not a good fit for you.”

“I don’t want to be separated from the rest of you,” Karen said softly.

“Then don’t be,” said Mercury. “But you need to understand it’s your choice to make—just like it’s our choice to leave.”

“I have to pee,” said Stella. “But first I’d like Karen to check out the map and try to figure out exactly how far from Warm Springs we are. We should leave the truck with a full tank, and I need to know if I should fill up at the next car we see or if it can wait until we’re through the town.”

“Yes, okay, I can definitely help with that,” said Karen. “I would imagine we’re very close to Warm Springs, but I’ll check the map and see if I can figure out our exact location.” She headed to the cab to retrieve the map as Mercury stretched mightily with a quick yoga sun salutation.

“Hey, I’m gonna go down to the river with the kids,” said Imani. “Unless you need me up here?”

“No, go ahead,” said Stella. “Actually, Mercury, you can go too. I’ll do the map stuff with Karen and then pee over there behind a bush or whatever.” She nodded at some scrub bushes roadside.

“Okay then, heading down. You coming Acorn?” Imani slid down the incline from the highway and grinned cheekily up at her.

Mercury frowned at Stella. “Look what you’ve done. The Acorn thing is spreading.”

“I hold your dad responsible,” said Stella. “He started it.”

Mercury had just turned to follow Imani down the incline when a terrified scream echoed up from the riverside. Her gaze shot to the bank. One of the twins was standing close to Georgie and Gemma, at the edge of the water. He’d turned toward the clump of junipers several yards to their left and was pointing as he screamed again.

Mercury followed his finger to see that the other boy had climbed up on a boulder and appeared to be frozen as he stared down at the base of the rock where green fog lapped against it like emerald water.