Chapter 8

How can one person have so much stamina? Wolf or not, the man just keeps going. I look at Glenn as he bounces down the steps that lead to the convenience store, carrying a paper bag. We’ve been driving all day, and as day gave way to night I thought we’d stop somewhere, but he just keeps going and going…like the bunny from that battery advertisement.

He opens the door and gets back into the SUV with a huge smile on his face. “I have everything we need here…drinks, food, sandwiches…there was something they call sushi, but I don’t think it technically qualifies as sushi – that’s also, a great way to get food poisoning, and that’s something we really don’t need right now.”

Gods, the man is hyper. He’s like a Ping-Pong ball. Boing, boing, boing, all over the place. I am getting tired just listening to him. “Well, thanks,” I say and yawn.

“Did you recast that cloaking spell?”

“Yes.” I try to stifle another yawn and fail.

“You can go ahead and take a nap. It’s not too far now.”

“Why ar