Grace:
I sighed looking out the window of the jet Eli and I were riding to who knows where. Daddy chose the location but wouldn't tell me. He just said Eli and I needed to go into hiding. Well I needed to go into hiding. Eli was my protection. The puffy clouds floated past us so close the wings of the jet dipped into them. I looked over at Eli. He sat rubbing his arm where I had accidentally shot him. He stared off into space not looking at me or anything for that matter. Sighing again I moved over to him. He was on crutches for the wound in his leg, not caused my me thankfully. Or should I say one crutch because he couldn't operate two with his hurt arm. I sat next to him, leaning my head on his shoulder.
"What are you thinking about?" I asked looking up at him. He smiled tightly as he
