Chapter 7

  The battery on my phone has long since died, and beside that the rain has started falling, and I had no idea where I was. I know I was somewhere in an orchid. I have no idea how I got here, but I have this crazy idea that without knowing I was looking for the hill where Blake had brought me the night of the motorcycle ride. All I know for certain is that I am lost and hungry and that it is dark and raining. That, and I know there is like a hundred messages on my phone that I have ignored and now my battery died so I can’t even read them.

  “And it’s not even apple season,” I sigh as I keep on walking, not sure which way to go or which direction I should take. From here on the ground everything just kind of looks the same generally. Especially if you are stuck in an apple orchid somewhere out of town with trees making sure you can’t see the Southern Cross. Not that I would probably be able to find it up in the night sky while clouds are blocking it out, but still.