CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

I have no intention of spending the night in the trailer.

I head over to the bus stop, my heart twisting in my chest.

Suicide?

Dad left me behind deliberately?

But why?

Didn’t he care what would happen to me after he left?

I trudge towards the bus stop, feeling mentally drained. I know Dolores is lying about Jane but what’s the point of trying to get her to talk when I’m already struggling with what she told me about Dad? Would I even be able to handle what she would have told me about my sister?

As I approach the bus stop, I look down at the empty stretch of road. I know a night bus is going to pass by, take me into the city where I’ll have to wait for the morning bus. I sit down on the bench. Leaning my head against the glass wall, looking up at the night sky.

I don’t have to go back.

I could walk away from here and never come back, away from all the dangers and people dying, and attacking me. I would be safe. I could survive by myself. I’m strong enough.

But even as the