The walk back to some palce livable was long and quiet, I didn’t like the quiet. “What’s your name?” I asked in a shy whisper. “Nate. What’s yours?”
“May.”
“That’s a pretty name. So why were you all alone out there?”
Crap, I was afraid of this question.
“Uhm, I was running away from home.”
That wasnt really a lie, but a medaphore,
his heart was my home.
“Do you want me to take you back?”
Yes. I would love to go back to my medahore home.
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because, I dont kno where my home is.”
Again, not a lie.
“Oh, okay, well would you like to stay with me?”
“Never take candy from strangers.”