SARAH
Henry and I just looked at each other after he returned, I heard and witnessed all that he said, so there was no need to talk about it.
He shrugged at me, while I folded my lips and shook my head. “Thank you.”
Henry acknowledged it and we were silent again. I guess we didn't know what to do next.
“It’s late. We should return now.” Henry proposed.
I had to agree with him. “It was late even though I didn't know what time it was. The weather said so.”
“Home or?” I questioned. It was going to be awkward staying with Henry in that tiny hideout. I don't think it was a good idea.
I was still pondering on it when Henry replied to me with a monosyllabic word. “Home.”
Just like we came, we took the same route, dodging, avoiding, and hiding so we would not get caught.
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