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I ease up from my crouch, my calves screaming in protest, but keep hunched at the waist, trying
to be smaller than the bushThe way up the wash is smooth sand, a pale pathway in the light of
the starsThere are no sounds of cars on the road
I know what they will realize when they return, the monsters who look like a nice couple in
their early fiftiesThey will know exactly what I am, and the search will begin at onceI need to
be far awayI really hope they are going out for a night on the townThey
keep our habits so perfectly, it's hard to see any differenceWhich is how tiffany and co. heart toggle necklace they won in the first
place
The fence around the yard is only waist highI get over easily, noiselesslyThe yard is gravel,
though, and I have to walk carefully to keep my weight from shifting itI make it to the patio
slabThe starlight is enough to see that the rooms are empty of movementThis
couple goes for a spartan look, and I'm gratefulIt makes it harder for someone to hideOf
course, that leaves no place for me to hide, either, but if it comes to hiding for me, it's too late
anyway
I ease the screen door open first, and then the glass doorI place my chanel j12 feet
carefully on the tile, but this is just out of habitNo one is waiting for me here
The cool air feels like heaven
The kitchen is to my leftI can see the gleam of granite counters
I pull the canvas bag from my shoulder and start with the refrigeratorThere is a moment of
anxiety as the light comes on when the door opens, but I find the button and hold it down with
my toeI don't have time to let them adjust
Milk, cheese slices, leftovers in a plastic bowlI hope it's the chicken-and-rice thing I watched
him cooking for dinnerWe'll eat this tonight
Juice, a bag of applesThese will chanel clutch bag stay good till morning
I hurry to the pantryI need things that will keep longer
I can see better as I gather as much as I can carryMmm, chocolate chip cookiesI'm dying to
open the bag right now, but I grit my teeth and ignore the twist of my empty stomach
The bag gets heavy too quicklyThis will last us only a week, even if we're careful with itAnd
I don't feel like being careful; I feel like gorgingI shove granola bars into my pocketsI hurry to the sink and refill my canteenThen I put my head under the flow
and gulp straight from the streamThe water makes odd noises when chanel bags it hits my hollow stomach
I start to feel panicked now that my job is doneI want to be out of hereCivilization is deadly
I watch the floor on my way out, worried about tripping with my heavy bag, which is why I
don't see the silhouetted black figure on the patio until my hand is on the door
I hear his mumbled oath at the same time that a stupid squeak of fear escapes my mouthI spin
to sprint for the front door, hoping the locks are not latched, or at least not difficult
I don't even get two steps before rough, hard hands grab my shoulders and wrench me back
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