Fallon Two hours earlier. “Planning on keeping me here long?” “As long as it takes.” I roll my eyes at Brick. He doesn’t scare me anymore. If he were going to kill me, he would have by now. For the past two weeks, I’ve been getting my head together. I gave up my trailer because it was time. I moved in with Red for a little while. He was right; running away wouldn’t have been good. I don’t know anyone other than the people in Bardsville. Where the hell would I go? Being alone didn’t sound too appealing, either. I don’t know who told Red that I was packing up to leave, but he was at my door, telling me to stay with him, that I didn’t have to tell anyone if I didn’t want to, and he wouldn’t either. I told Red I didn’t want Trace to know where I was. I didn’t because I needed time a

