Chapter 15Not being able to see while the car drove over a road that curved more than it was straight made Emily feel sick to her stomach. Then again, maybe that was getting hit in the head. A nice head wound was bound to make a person queasy. She didn’t know how good her vision was, since everything was dark, but she was pretty sure she was nursing a minor concussion.
“How much farther?” she asked.
At first no one said anything to her. They had spoken, but almost all of it was in Spanish. She knew only a few very basic words like girl andhome. Those were repeated often enough that she assumed they were talking about her.
She distracted herself by focusing on a line of visibility at the very edge of the bag. She could see her thumbs, and a sliver of her lap, but nothing else. It was at
