I knew this ride was going to be long. My arms and legs both fell asleep. Also, my leg was killing me. I had forgotten my painkillers, and crawling out of a window to the ground with a sprained leg was not a cakewalk. I fell asleep halfway through the ride, but it was the worst sleep I have ever had. I was so uncomfortable. When I felt the bus come to a stop, I looked at where I was. I was finally in Phoenix, Arizona, and about twenty minutes away from Aunt Sandy's in the suburbs.
When it was my turn to get off the bus, I grabbed my bag and got into a taxi. I couldn’t walk anymore. I was so relieved to see her house come into view. My leg was on fire. I needed a big rest. I walked up to the door and knocked, praying she was home. She answered the door, and it took a bit for her to recogni
