He followed George until he got to the car, then watched him drive away without a backward glance.
Now what do I do? Kurt wondered. Will I be stuck here, waiting around until someone finds my body?He shivered at the idea as he walked back to the edge of the river. To his dismay, he could still see his body lying on the rocks at the bottom and quickly turned away. How long until it…it comes up and someone finds it? Tomorrow, a month from now, never?
Going to a nearby tree, he sat, leaned back against it, and almost went through it before he realized what was happening. Straightening, he laid down on the grass, relieved when he didn’t sink into the earth. If I had, it would have been like being buried. Not a happy thoughtHe wondered if he could sleep. Not that he was tired, but the idea of spending the next however long wide awake, waiting for his body to be found, did not do a thing for him.
He closed his eyes and the next thing he knew, he heard voices.