“Did you just use the word compadres in a serious sentence?” Boone said with a smirk. “That’s the best.”
I shook my head, but then I heard tires on the road in front of us. “Someone’s coming.”
“Down,” Boone said as he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the dirt before putting his hand on the small of my back and pushing me flat to the ground.
Just then, a small, white hatchback drove by slowly, and I could just make out the driver’s face looking left at us as they drove by. I couldn’t see who it was though, but they had clearly known to look over here. I just hoped the short grasses around us and kept us hidden.
As soon as the car was gone, Boone popped up. “You up for a sprint?”
I started down the road at my fastest pace without answering. Boone was right behind me and typing into his
