We ran out of gas ten miles from town. Oh great. We’re going to die, was all I could think about. Those.. those..things were catching up now. This was it.

“James…” I whispered.

“Yes Anna?” he replied.

“I love you. With all my heart.” I cried into his shoulder.

“Sh.. Sh.. it’ll be alright Anna. I’ll protect you, always. You know that.” He stroked my hair trying to soothe me. it wasn’t working. All I could think about was little Ken at home with my mom. How worried they must be. We should never have gone away. I knew it was a bad idea. I felt it in my bones.

And now it was to late. It was all over. They were here.

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