The First Day of the Rest of Your Life (Book 0.5) by Caine Rachel

Author:Caine, Rachel [Caine, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Brilliance Audio
Published: 2012-03-02T22:00:00+00:00

Dad shoved me and sent me reeling. ―Then you‘re gone, he said. ―I won‘t have you in my house, eating my food, stealing my money. If you want to go out there bare, then do it. See how long you last. He turned to Brandon. ―Our Protection stays intact if she leaves, right?

Brandon inclined his head and smiled.

I was stunned, at least a little; Dad had never even threatened a thing like that before. I backed away from him, into Mom. She got out of the way, but then, she always did, didn‘t she? She had all the backbone of a balloon.

She avoided my eyes completely. ―You‘d better go, honey, she said. ―You made your choice.

I turned and ran down the hall to my room, slammed the door, and dragged my biggest suitcase out from under the bed. I couldn‘t take much, I knew that; even taking a suitcase was risky, because it slowed me down. But I couldn‘t wait for dawn; I had to get out of here now, before Brandon stopped me. He wasn‘t supposed to use compulsion on me, but that didn‘t mean he wouldn‘t.

I filled up the bag with underwear, shoes, clothes, and a few mementos that I couldn‘t leave, just in case Dad decided to fill up the barbecue with my belongings the minute I was out the door. I left the family photos, even the good ones, the ones from when I was a little kid and our family wasn‘t a total freak show. I didn‘t want those memories, and I didn‘t want pictures of my brother Jason, who was better off in jail, where he was currently rotting. Seeing his face made me feel sick.

I went out the back door, since Brandon was still talking to Mom and Dad in the front, and dragged the suitcase as quietly as possible across the backyard to the alley. Alleys in Morganville are freaky at night and wildly dangerous, but I didn‘t have much choice. I hurried, bouncing my suitcase over rough, rutted ground and past foul-smelling trash bins, until I was on the street.

And I realized I had no idea where to go. No idea at all. All the friends I‘d had were dead—dead tonight—and I couldn‘t even really grieve about that; I didn‘t have time. Life-saving had to come first, right? That‘s what I kept telling myself.

Didn‘t help me carry that giant boulder of guilt.

Cabs didn‘t run at night, because cabbies knew better, and besides, there were only two in the whole town. No bus service. At night, you either drove or you stayed home, and even driving was dangerous if you were unProtected.

I could go to the local motel for the night, the Sagebrush, but it was a good twenty-minute walk, and I didn‘t think I had twenty minutes. Not tonight. I‘d officially forfeited Brandon‘s Protection when I‘d ripped up that paper, and that meant I was an all-you-can-suck buffet until I got somebody to take me in. Houses had automatic Protection. Any house.

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