Dorothea Dreams (Heirloom Books) by Suzy McKee Charnas

Author:Suzy McKee Charnas
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781933500485
Publisher: Aqueduct Press
Published: 2010-07-02T23:00:00+00:00

Roberto looked covertly at the others seated ahead of him. All Anglos. The kind of people he was heading out to spend the rest of his life with. He couldn’t believe it.

Another thing he couldn’t believe was that Bobbie had been right, Miss Stern didn’t know a damn thing about Pinto Street. She probably didn’t even watch the news, or she would have picked up on something. Man, was she dumb. And the rest of them were minding their own business just right.

We are going to do this. We are going to get away with it.

Canada. I’m starting out for Canada.

The familiarity of the country sliding past as they drove north made him uneasy. Pretty soon that part would run out and it would all turn strange. No more landmarks then. Involuntarily he marked them off as they flowed past: the Alameda turn-off, the Bernalillo trailer parks down below the interstate embankment. His mind went to the scenes up ahead: the electrical station at Algodones; the yellow bluff near San Felipe Pueblo; the turn-off west to Peña Blanca and the town of Cochiti Lake; the steep red passage up La Bajada; Santa Fe; and Taos, sixty miles north; and beyond Taos, no road that he knew; and somewhere up in Colorado, mountains whose shapes he had never seen.

Near Taos was the ranch where they had all lived before his father died. He wasn’t even sure he could spot the turn-off now. He didn’t remember much about the place. Anyway, he would just as soon not stop there. Maybe his father’s ghost, or his old grandma’s that they were supposed to be visiting, might be hanging around and spot him going away. If they even recognized him. He wasn’t the fat little kid he’d been up there, that was for sure. He was sitting here with a gun in the waistband of his pants, hidden by his denim jacket.

Great-uncle Tilo had gotten the gun someplace — an old pistol with a dull finish but oily and clean. Thinking about it, feeling the warming pressure of it against his belly, made him tense up with excitement. Better not fool with me, man. Better not.

He was too young for prison. But if they caught him, and that cop died, he might never live to see the inside of Juvenile Detention. They would treat him like one of the Maestas brothers, hard cases with blood on their hands from way back.

But Canada! What did he know about Canada? It’s a big, cold place. A lot of the people speaking French. A Spanish guy with a little cash and no job and no French and no family, what can he hope for there?

The van slowed down. State Police cars were parked on both sides of the highway. The two lanes of traffic crawled up to cops who spoke to the drivers before passing them through.

Roberto sat clenched with fear, thinking about the gun he carried. You don’t want to touch this thing unless you’re going to use it, Great-uncle Tilo had said.

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