I get in my truck and start driving into the street, squinting in the snow. The snow makes me realize how much time has passed since Bri has come to us. It won’t be winter much longer, the seasons pass in the blink of an eye.
I wait in the school parking lot as long as possible before I running to class. I have Gym, I have an ‘A’ in that class. Maybe I can out run Will. It’s risky since he just happens to have some really fast football playing friends. It’s pointless, no escape. I don’t even think there’s a shadow in that part of the school. That windowless, teacherless spot outside is where I’m dragged and beat up just because he can.
I think about ways to escape while I run around the gym. In truth, I think of the same thing every day. Only, today I don't actually feel afraid, to
