Chapter 7
"...sure, I'll tell her, if I see her ... Right, at Sam's as soon as she can." Barbara sat curled up on the bed, she had been staring out the trailer window at the dark, cloud laden night sky, but now she had turned staring at Jim as he put the camp phone back in its cradle.
Jim avoided the blonde's questioning eyes as he sat back and lifted his coffee mug. "There's a party going on in Sam's trailer, you are being paged." Barbara felt herself growing cold and stiff inside, she stared at the big man with hurt eyes.
"But ... you promised ... you promised to take care of me." Jim didn't say a word. Barbara stood up and hurried across the room to face him. "Call him, tell him about ... us ... he'll understand ... I know he will ... just tell him that you don't want me to go."
