Book3:WereMyDreamIs

fehere.Somehooligansarerunningtowardsus.Hurry!eoothecar.”Fromthetremblingofhervoice,Dimitrikhesituationmustbegettingtense.Hecouldnotsee,buthismovemeillquidnimble.Whenhisfiouchedthecardoorthathadalreadybeenopenedforhim,hequicklygotinandMaureenjumpedafterhimaledonhisp.Charinaclosedtheircardoorandquicklywehedriver’ssideandgotin.Nosoonerhadhersideofthecardoorclosedwhensheheardfistspoundingosideofherdaroughvoicesaying,

    “yprettylittlefilly!eout.Don’tleavesofast.Stay.Let’spyawhile.Itwillbefun.”Luckily,shehadlefttheenginerunning,sosteppingohecarstreakedaway,itswheelssquealinginprotestwhenthecarmadeaquickturn.Aftertheyhadfinallylefttherosegardenbehindandthecoastseemedclear,Chariocalmdown.Dimitriwaitedtillhercheststoppedheavinginagitationtoask,

    “pened,Charina?”

    “Whydidn’tyougetintouchthesestfewdays?”shesighed,givinghimawhiteeye.“Ihavebeenlookingforyouaroundthekemanytimesbutsawnosignofyou.ItookMaureenandvisitedallyouroldhaunts,alwayssettinghimfreetolookforyou,hopinghissensitivenosewouldfindyou.Whearden,theweedsweresrownandthepceseemedtobesodesertedthatIdidnoin,afraidtheremightbeunscrupulouspeoplehidingthere.IsentMaureenintochedyouwerereallythere!Luckilywegotoutinanie,otherouldbeirouble!.AfterIsentMaureenintothedesertedgarden,Isawsomehomelesspersonsdressedindirty,dipidatedclothes,sittingaroundwithwoodenexpressions,doingnothing.Whentheysawmetheyughedmaliciouslyutteringobsities,withsalivarunningdowntheeroftheirmouthsandstooduptocloseinslowlyonme.Igotreallynervousandscared,b