Dawn
We ride on for hours before we stop. “We need to water the horses,” Ryan tells me. I slide down with stiff legs that ache as I walk to the stream that we have found. I bend down immediately and cup my hands to bring water to my parched lips.
Here I am again, running for my life. Does it ever end?
Emily and Ryan sit near me as the horses drink gratefully. Brother and sister both look like they could fall to pieces at any time. I don"t blame them. Gabby was younger than Emily when we became parentless, but she still remembers what if felt like to be part of a family. I only remember bits and pieces of my family and I think it"s better that way.
“I"m so sorry,” I say, knowing how little those words actually mean. I feel like a prat because I don"t know what else to say.
“You should
