I didn’t come out of the back until the end of the day and I was so on edge while we were driving home that I kept my head down through the entire ride and kept all my windows shut just in case.
“You need to get out of the house Charlie,” Greg said as I sat across him in the living room, “You can’t stay locked in here forever.”
“What if they’re here for me?” I asked, “If they see me then it’s game over. I’m going to get punished for running away and I will be forced to marry your father. My life would be over and everything would be in vain.”
“I think you can get your point across without calling him my father,” he said giving me a pointed look.
“I’m sorry; I’m just on edge,” I said with a sigh, “Look, I just can’t go out right now until I’m sure they’re all gone from the town.”
“That could take months,” he said, “And they may never fully leave; there is no guarantee that they won’t come here again.”