Chapter 33

It did feel like one when we walked on the vacant street, crouched low, ears open for noises. Darkness have crept in while we were behind the dumpster, making it hard to see. Lulu was against opening a flashlight we brought, in fear of being spotted. "Hey," I said, stopping next to a convenient store. "You think they're still onto it? They can't be all searching for us. They have jobs and families to tend to. They're overacting." Her eyes were drooped as she looked at me. "You tell me. You're...