Chapter 24
The next morning, in the room, Xavier stood by the window, watching the parking lot. The Chevy was gone. It had probably been towed at first light, while Billy and he had slept like the dead. If he didn’t claim the car, they’d scrap it. Maybe sell it for parts.
Billy kept saying that it was over. That this was life’s way of telling them to go home. But Billy was wrong. Scared, too. And Xavier couldn’t blame him for wanting to turn back. This had never been Billy’s trip in the first place. Billy had gone as far as he could.
Exhausted, but clear-headed, Xavier waited for Billy to return from the store with their breakfast. This was it. Billy was going to tell him goodbye. But he deserved Billy deserting him like this. He really did. He’d promised him a better life in Mexico, bu
