Gabby
It"s still dark when Bria"s son Corey shakes me awake. “Is it morning already?” I ask sleepily.
“No,” he answers, “but my dad gave you up.” That jolts me awake. Corey hands me a bag filled with food. I look inside and it dawns on me that this is probably all they have.
“I"m sending Corey with you,” Bria informs us. Allison tries to protest, but it doesn"t do any good. “He knows the land in these parts and can get you through unseen.”
“Mom,” Corey says, “I need to stay here to protect you.”
“No, you don"t.” She stands on her tip toes to kiss his cheek and hug him before pushing him towards the door. He gives her one last look before bowing his head in obedience and stepping outside. We follow him just in time. As soon as we round the corner of the hut, a group of squaddies barge
