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Chapters (65)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. Dedication
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. Six
  10. Seven
  11. Eight
  12. Nine
  13. Ten
  14. Eleven
  15. Twelve
  16. Thirteen
  17. Fourteen
  18. Fifteen
  19. Sixteen
  20. Seventeen
  21. Eighteen
  22. Nineteen
  23. Twenty
  24. Twenty–one
  25. Twenty–two
  26. Twenty–three
  27. Twenty–four
  28. Twenty–five
  29. Twenty–six
  30. Twenty–seven
  31. Twenty–eight
  32. Twenty–nine
  33. Thirty
  34. Thirty–one
  35. Thirty–two
  36. Thirty–three
  37. Thirty–four
  38. Thirty–five
  39. Thirty–six
  40. Thirty–seven
  41. Thirty–eight
  42. Thirty–nine
  43. Forty
  44. Forty–one
  45. Forty–two
  46. Forty–three
  47. Forty–four
  48. Forty–five
  49. Forty–six
  50. Forty–seven
  51. Forty–eight
  52. Forty–nine
  53. Fifty
  54. Fifty–one
  55. Fifty–two
  56. Fifty–three
  57. Fifty–four
  58. Fifty–five
  59. Fifty–six
  60. Fifty–seven
  61. Author’s Note
  62. Acknowledgments
  63. Also by Becky Masterman
  64. About the Author
  65. Newsletter Sign-up

It was very peaceful and I liked it better than Miami or Mexico even without the woman. But after a couple of days Jerry said he was bored, hanging with a couple of old men. Perry and I were maybe ten or even fifteen years older than him. Perry said it was time to head on to Las Vegas.

The day before we left Jerry went out with the car, saying he had some errands to run. Before that we did not know he knew how to drive a car. He was out a long time and Perry put up a fuss about it, whether Jerry had run off. I think he was more upset about Jerry running off than about him stealing our car and even the money. I figured Perry had gotten to think that I could provide anything, pass a check, steal another car, whatever. It made me feel like I was being used.

It was nice to be alone with Perry, however. It occurs to me that was the first time since we had picked up the kid, that it was just Perry and me.

As we were talking we heard the door open and Jerry stood before us. He was all wet, water still dripping off the cuffs of his jeans. Perry asked why and the kid said he had gone for a swim in the Gulf. I said in your clothes but he just shrugged. He did smell of salt water. He went into the bathroom and took a shower with the clothes on, he said to get out the salt water. Then he hung them up to dry because they were the only clothes he had. While he was in the shower we could hear him humming.

I tried once more. That kid is weird I told Perry, we should not keep him with us. Perry said we could not even be sure Jerry still wanted to stick around, he had not committed to the trip to Las Vegas. I said but what about the money, do you have any idea where he stashed the money? Perry just shrugged. Then he went to bed. I looked at the boy’s clothes before I turned in. I thought I saw some light pinkish stains on the white T-shirt but I could not be positive of that. At the time I did not think much about it. It could have been wine.

The next morning Jerry got up early, put his clothes back on, they were dry now, and said he was coming with us. He said we should get a move on and he started loading what little stuff we had into the trunk of the car. I said what’s the big hurry, but Perry was surprised and definitely pleased.