Tawny gave me a puzzled look but nodded in agreement. She went downstairs while I went to my room. I collapsed onto the bed. I squeezed the night light on my watch. Ten thirty-eight. I would doze off for a few hours. Maybe I would dream a rescue plan. At this moment I didn’t even know what city I was in, let alone where Sable was. It was too late to change my mind; I had already given Tawny hope. And sometimes hope was the only thing that kept you going.

Author: Shawnda Currie