Chapters (65)
- Title Page
- Copyright Notice
- Dedication
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty–one
- Twenty–two
- Twenty–three
- Twenty–four
- Twenty–five
- Twenty–six
- Twenty–seven
- Twenty–eight
- Twenty–nine
- Thirty
- Thirty–one
- Thirty–two
- Thirty–three
- Thirty–four
- Thirty–five
- Thirty–six
- Thirty–seven
- Thirty–eight
- Thirty–nine
- Forty
- Forty–one
- Forty–two
- Forty–three
- Forty–four
- Forty–five
- Forty–six
- Forty–seven
- Forty–eight
- Forty–nine
- Fifty
- Fifty–one
- Fifty–two
- Fifty–three
- Fifty–four
- Fifty–five
- Fifty–six
- Fifty–seven
- Author’s Note
- Acknowledgments
- Also by Becky Masterman
- About the Author
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The two kept stumbling over the uneven ground until they were a good one hundred yards away. They looked kind of small but we could still see them. I expected them to start bending over, like they were picking up bottles, but they did not.
I looked on the back seat and said to Perry that they did not take the sack with them, but Perry did not answer.
I watched the kid take Granddad’s arm off his shoulder, and sit him down on the ground. He turned around and he waved at us, watching him. Then he started to walk back to the car.
I asked what do you think that kid is doing?
Perry said he had no idea.
I started up the car. Something gave me the “heebie jeebies” about that kid before now, and the feeling was getting worse.
Perry put out his hand to stop me from putting the car in gear. He said wait for the kid.
I said why? Why are we waiting for him? I said we should get as far away from him as fast as we can.
Perry said we’re a hundred miles from nowhere, we could not just leave him here.
Well, my mouth dropped open at that one. Perry did not seem to get that he was saying we could not do to the kid what the kid was doing to his grandfather. Perry just stared at me with his eyes wide and a little smile. His eyes glittered like the bottles in sunlight. I did not think I could talk any sense into Perry, so I tried getting him to view the business end of the deal. I was spitting mad but I tried to keep calm like Perry was.
I said I did not put in for three of us, Honey. I called him Honey not because I am queer, but because I always knew he was and he liked me to call him that. It made it easier to get him to do things my way. Plus he was always saying he thought I liked little girls which is untrue. Calling him Honey got back at him a little. Anyways, I said ten thousand split three ways isn’t much worth the drive to Holcomb.
Perry said that poor kid, what else can he do? He’s got nowhere to go, no one but us. Now that his grandfather is gone, that kid is all alone. It’s like we’re his family.
I said do you hear what you’re saying Perry? That poor kid is alone because he’s killing his own grand-dad.
Perry said he isn’t actually killing him, Dick. You can see that yourself.
I said he left him in that field to die, that’s even worse.
Perry said Dick, that man was pretty sick. He’ll probably be dead before evening.
I said you can’t know that.