Chapter 45
Tarot
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WE LEFT THE motel at seven a.m. Ruby was still tired, but I needed to get back to Peyton. We still had about twenty hours of drive-time to go, which I wasn’t happy about. The guilt of knowing that she’d almost been r***d was eating me up inside.
“You hungry?” I asked Ruby, as we neared another McDonald’s.
“Yeah.”
I turned into the parking lot, vowing that when we returned to Minnesota, I’d make sure that she didn’t eat fast-food all the time. I wasn’t a bad cook and was even looking forward to making her meals.
“What happened to your friend?” Ruby asked a short time later, after devouring a bacon-egg-and-cheese biscuit.
“What do you mean?” I asked, looking at her in the rearview mirror. She was sitting next to Chilly, who appeared to be begging fo
