CHAPTER 5
Eight Months Later
Nights were coldest. Tonight, was no exception. The wind howled as it whipped the falling and loose snow into a swirling frenzy. I pulled up the collars on the two tunics I wore, clothing I’d stolen off laundry lines in the yards of properties I’d snuck across.
The barn I’d been watching was unoccupied. By unoccupied I meant, no people were inside it. Although poorly built, I welcomed a barn with gaps between planks, as opposed to the idea of risking freezing to death.
I came out from behind the rock where I’d been hiding most of the day. The chickens had taken shelter inside their coop long ago. I wouldn’t have to worry about their manic clucking when I slipped past the fence-stamp quarters. Staying low, I hurried through the snow as best I could. I sank i
