A dirt road divided the long, weathered, gray fence in half. A large iron gate stood connecting the two halves, making them one.
“We’ll have to climb the fence. We won’t be able to open the gate, without the key to unlock the electronic arms,” Jonah said.
He angled off the road into the dry ditch that separated the fence from the road. His legs disappeared up to his thighs. He walked to the other side and threw his duffel bag over the fence. How effortless he made it all look. East went down the ditch, dragging her suitcase behind her. She climbed over the fence. Jonah handed her the suitcase. Josh helped Blaise down and she slipped once. Jonah offered her his hand as she climbed out of the ditch and over the fence. Josh followed. Sara and I went next. Each of us dragged our luggage, ste
