“Where are you taking us?” I yelled to him. I didn’t know how well he would be able to hear me. The wind was buffeting my ears as we flew, and I could barely hear my own question. He glanced down at me, though.
“We go to a place no one goes,” he called back. “No one will interrupt us there.”
I started to ask him how far it was but stopped. It really didn’t matter; I wouldn’t be able to stop him, and we had nowhere else to go, anyway. I could only hope that wherever it was, we would be safe. But at this point, I had no way of knowing.
I watched as the ground went by far below us. Farmlands and forests, rivers and hills. The city we had left got smaller in the distance and eventually disappeared over the horizon behind us. In the distance, I saw what might have been a herd of wild horses.
