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I start a pot of coffee while Savannah hunts through the refrigerator, pulling out a carton of eggs.
“Bacon?” she asks.
“Always,” I say.
She grabs the package of bacon and examines it, frowning. “What are we going to do when we run out of fresh food?”
“I told you, Vannah, I don’t think we’ll be here that long.”
She presses her lips together. “How can you say that? I have no idea if anyone will be able to find Vinnie, and if they can’t, I don’t know how to get the information we’re after.”
“We’ll figure it out, Savannah.”
She nods and looks at me, but in her face, I’m not sure if she believes me.
She doesn’t know my determination.
Determination to keep her safe.
She’ll go back to her talking points about how we both have equal responsibilities to take care of each other, protect each other. While I objectively agree with her that in a perfect world that’s how it would be, that’s not the hand we’ve been dealt.
I will teach her to be strong, show her what she needs to do. Teach her how to fight.
But in the end, I will protect her, no matter what.
Savannah pulls out a frying pan and lays a few strips of bacon in it. Then she throws a few slices of bread into the toaster.
Once the coffee is brewing, I take a look around the kitchen, figuring out where things are. There’s enough fresh food to last a couple weeks. If we’re here longer than that, we’ll have to get into the survival food.
I doubt we’ll be here longer than that. But I need to find resources. Leif, if he’s up for it. If he’s not, he’ll know someone I can trust.
And Hawk.
He knows better than to tell Eagle any of this, but I need to find out what he tells my parents and sisters as to why I’m gone.
Technically, I’m not allowed to leave the county without telling my parole officer. Vannah, of course, is no longer my parole officer.
Shit. My parole meetings.
I’ve been reassigned. Vannah no longer works there.
And I’m definitely not going to be able to make my next meeting. Not if I’m here in the safe house with Vannah.
And there’s no way in hell I’m going to leave her alone.
I might never leave her alone again.
Fuck.
I’ll fix all of this somehow.
I just don’t know how.
Savannah brings a plate of bacon, eggs, and toast to me at the table.
We eat together and I realize getting her into shape won’t work.
I’m not sure what I was thinking, but that takes time. I had the advantage of being in awesome shape when I went to the slammer, and I only got stronger once I was there.
