Chapter Twenty Seven

Stepping off the bus, Denise quickly made her way home. She was sure John would already be home with Michael planning their next course of action. She didn't know if Michael asked her mom about a camping trip, but she was sure that's where it was heading. Her stomach knotted. To think about being left in a desolate location with someone who had no problem taking another human life was less than appealing.

Turning onto her cul de sac she could see her house from the corner. Making her way closer she noticed Michael's dark green jeep with the back open.

"Ugh…" she thought. "He did ask, and he got permission."

Just as she arrived Michael headed out the front door carrying two sleeping bags, she could see from the colors one of them was hers, and the other was Johns.

"Hey." He smiled, passing by her he went directly to the back of his car. "How was school?"

"Normal day." She said, continuing. "So I guess you got my mom's permission."