Chapter Eight

The night was cold, dark, peaceful and quiet except for the moon that hung up on the sky like a big banana and the little noise caused by the rustling of the leaves, faint barking of some wandering dogs heard in distance and Ryan and Sarah.

The two made their way slowly and quietly into the night. On few occasions, they stumble over small rocks or sticks or stones on the floor because it was dark but they were determined to get to the outskirt of the town.

"Ryan, wait up, don't leave me behind you walk so fast." She Sarah running behind him, trying to catch up.

"You are such a snail." Ryan complained and pulled her, " But you are kinda hot" he touched her.

"Am not kinda hot am hot and sexy." 

"You are such a dumbass, I don't mean that kind of hot, I mean sick hot, "Your temperature is warm. "He said trying to keep his voice low.

"Oh." she stared at him embarrassed, " am feeling homesick."

"You better shake it off." he said