8 VISITOR
Emigrant, Montana
JAMES MANAGED TO AVOID all roadblocks by hiding out in the forest. He was well aware that sticking to the major roads was a mistake that he couldn’t afford. They were looking for him. And, they wouldn’t stop looking for him until he was back in that cage, or dead. But, he was running low on what little he had on him.
The man was starving. Light on his feet, he had barely eaten anything in two days. He knew that he would need to venture into town to get supplies. James had been feeling sorry for himself. He was far too old to be running around the woods like an animal.
He remembered when he used to get visitors at the prison. It seemed like so long ago. To him, those were the days when people, at least, pretended to care. His sister, Jessica, would come alm
