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"Watch In acups and peanut butter" Sean nudges htly I smile back at him, and it’s not too hard
Sabine wrinkles her nose "Doubtful"
I try to iray Just fuzzy static when I try to visualize the future There’s no clear io, I could picture my future down to the smallest detail Proets up and takes his plate to the sink "I’roans "The reception is terrible"
He shrugs "I caught so earlier today"
He sits on a stool at the short stretch of countertop and fiddles with the radio Sabine starts on her third pudding cup I don’t knohere she puts it, but at least she looks less gaunt than e first met at Mount Haven
Scratchy static fills the air as Gil hunts for a station
I glance at Sean "Do you think they’re looking for us?" I don’t have to elaborate He knows I hed on me--on all of us, I’m sure It’s like we consciously try not to voice it I search Sean’s face
"I doubt they’re giving up any staff oran eye out for us, but it’s probably not anyone froency people and the Border Patrol"
"We’re probably on soht with concentration as he slowly turns the dial "Probably got our faces plastered all over the internet and every gas station between here and Austin"
Sabine snorts as she scrapes at the inside of the cup "Like a list of the govern" There’s probably just such a list, and we’re on it My stomach knots uncomfortably I think about the fact that our faces are out there for every agent of the Wainwright Agency to commit to memory We’ll never be free to return to this country
"We should think about altering our appearances," Sean suggests "I irlsbuthoe could do that out here in the ets up and moves down the hall to the bathroo the dial, inching along Every once in a while a snatch of Tejano rimace The world still playssomehow Which is really weird fores th"
I force a s the thickness of peanut butter around in ether in an expression of concern He watcheshe says or does ht be the final straw that shattersa few boxes in the air "I just figured out why these are under the sink This underground network thinks of everything"