Part1

Jake
Myeyesburstwithtrillionsoftears.Toomanytostop.Whydidthecar
havetocrash?IruntomommyanddaddyandhugthemashardasIcan.I
starttobawl.Salivadropsoutofmymouthandlandsonmommysshiny
brownhairthatusedtoblowalongwiththewind.MomandDadslowly
startedturningpale.Theirskinthatusedtobetanfromalltheirworkoutside
isnowpale.
DadwasalwaysworksonthesoccerfieldcoachingtheU.S.women's
soccerteam,andMomwasagardener.Manytimesshewasassignedto
weedhalfanacreoflandandlotsoftimessheforgottobringhercap.This
momentmadebothparentslivesworse.Notahappywaytodie.Itmademe
wanttocry.
NowwheneverIthinkofmomanddadIcantpreventmyselffrom
crying.Thisisthepointwhentearsstartrollingdownmycheeks,oneata
time.

Nomommy,daddy,pleasedontdie.
Istartpraying.Momtookusto
churcheverySunday,sinceIwasborn.SothatmeansthatsofarIwentto
churchaboutfivehundredtwentytimes,thatsbecauseimten.Jasonis
fourteen,andClaraiseighteen.Clarajustfinishedschool,Jasonisinmiddle
school,andsoamI.IskippedfourthgradebecausetheteachersthoughtI
wasmuchtoosmart.TheysaidIlookedboredduringclasses.So,well,I
guessitsjustimpossibletosaynotoskippingagrade.
Istarttothinkofsomethinghelpfultodo,butIcantthinkofanything.

Jason

Ipeerdownatthegravesofmyparents.Thegravesinscripted:

CharlesRobinson
Born1964
Died2015
R.I.P.

JaneRobinson
Born1966
Died2015
R.I.P.

EverytimeIlookattheworddied,itmakesmeevenmoresad.What
arewegoingtodo?IglanceatClara.ShelooksatmeatsaysWemust
buildshelterbeforenightcomes.Wedontwanttosleepontheground.Lets
getworking.Itslikeshereadmymind.
Illgatherwoodandthingswecanusetotiethewoodtogetheror
thingsthatwouldworkasnails.Isaystandingupfromnexttothegraves.
Ok!Jakesays.Idontknowwhyhewouldbeexcitedbutitsprobably
becauseClarajustwhisperedtohim,probablyapromise.
***
AsIwalkthroughtheforest,anideapopsintomyhead.Wehaveto
findoutwhostolethetrophy.Iknowmydadwouldliketohavehisname
cleared,evenifheisdead.
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Ibringbackwood,branches,sharprocksfornailsandbendybranches
tousefortying.ClaraandJakehavestartedafirebyusingthesunand
Clarasclasses.Imsurprisedtheydidntbreakduringthecrash.
Claralooksupandseesme.Hey!Wejustmadeafire.Hopeyoudont
mind.Shesaystome.
WhywouldI.Isaywithaplayfulsmile.Iwasalwaystheclassathlete
andclassclown.Becauseofthat,Ihadlotsoffriends.Although,Ihadonly
onegoodfriend.TherestjustpretendedtolikemebecauseIwassogoodat
sports.IwonderifIwilleverseethemagain
Letsgetbuilding.Jakesays.Jakewillprobablybethinkingofsome
intelligentorlogicalwaytobuildourmakeshiftshelterlikehealwaysdoes.
Isticksomesticksintothegroundsotheretightlypackedintoasquare.
Clarastackssomesticksontopofthesticks.Ourhutismadeanditisabout
twometerstall.
Iclimbinandlaydown.Wow,Imexhausted.Jakeandclaralookjust
astired.Imgladtohavethemwithme.IfeelbadforClara.Shehastotake
careofus.Thatwillbealotofstressandresponsibility.
Ileanoverandhugher,whichissomethingIthoughtIwouldneverdo.
Shelooksdownatmeandsmiles.Ismileback.Nomatterhowmanytimes
sheismean,sheisstillthebestsisterever.
Thesunstartstogodownanddespitemyhunger,IsayWebettergo
tosleep,like,rightnow.Itsgettinglate.
Yeah.Letsgatherabunchofleavesforthebeds.Makesuretocheck
themforbugsbecausewedontwanttobesleepingwiththem.Clarasays
optimistically.

Ok!IsaypickingupthesoftestleavesIcanfind.Ilaythemdownin
thepositionofabedinmycornerofthehutt.
JakeandClarajustfinishedtherebed.Ilaydownjustastheskygoes
dark.Thefireoutsideisstillburning.
GoodnightguysIsaywhileclosingmyeyes.
Goodnight.Theyreplysimultaneouslycurledupnexttoeachother.
Islipintoadream.Iseethetrophystandingonatableinadifferent
house.Itlooksoldandweird.

MydreamchangestomemoriesfromwhenImlittle.Wewereatthe
waterpark.SuddenlyJakefellin,andthenhecouldntswim.Ihearcriesof
momanddadastheyplungeintogethim.IrememberhowscaredIhadfelt.
Iwakeupquicklyandsweating.ClaraandJakearentinthehutt.I
crawlovertotheopeninginthehutt,whichisourmakeshiftdoor.Iseethem
outatthefire.
Hi.Isayrubbingmyeyes.ManamItired.Yesterdayreally
wipedmeout.

Clara

Okay,JasonandJaketodayweHAVEtofindfood,sokeepyoureyes
openforanappletree,orberrytreejustanythingthatisnotgoingtokillus,
Letsgo!!Isaybrightandearlyinthemorning,itwasabeautifulday,thesky
wasblue,thesunwasshining,andthebirdsweresinging.Ihadareallybad
sleep,mybackisinalotofpainandIamprettysureihaveabruisefromone
pieceofwoodstickingout.But,Iguessitisbetterthansleepingonthedirt.I
startthinkingaboutwhathashappeneddadsheadhittingthewheel,Mum
flyingoutofthewindowandlastlyscreams.
Wesetoutlookingatallthetreesandfinallyfoundablueberry
bush,soIrushedoverandtheothersfollowed,JasonandIstartedeatingas
manyaspossible.ButthenInoticedJakewasnoteatingthemsoIaskedhim
Jakewhyarentyoueatingtheberries?

AndguesswhathesaidIdontlikeblueberries.So,Ihadtoforcehim
toeatthem,Iknowthatsoundssomean,butifididnthecouldhavedied
fromstarvation,andIhadalreadylostenoughpeopleforawhileIdontwant
toalsohavetosaygoodbyetomyyoungestbrother.

IwasthinkingImighttrytosellmypoetry.Wedoneedthemoney.I
wrotethispoem,
Whattodo
~ByClaraRobinson

Whattodo
Idontknow
mylife
itsamess
Idontknowwhats

goingon
agirlneeds
hermother
withoutamother
whoisshegoingtotalkto
Whereisshe
shehastobehere
shecantjustdie
itsnotright

Nottomentionafather
agirlcantbe
DaddysGirl
withoutadaddy

Afamily
NEEDS
theirparents
withouttheroot
whoarethey

Itookabout20minutes.Theonly20minutesIhadtothinktowritethis
poem,Iguesspoetryspeakstome,ifyousawmydiaryyouwould
understand.Butyourenotallowedbecausethatismyprivatestuff.

Iamthinkingofsellingitfor5dollarsorsomethinglikethat.Weneed
themoneysowhentheboysgotosleepIamplanningonwritinglike5more
dependingonhowtiredIam.IalsohavetoplanwhereIamgoingtosell
them,becauseifwejustgoouttotheroadwellthennotmanypeoplewill
passby.SoIamthinkingofwalkingtothecartoseeifthereisatabletosell
mypoetryatthemotorwaywehadjustturnedoff.Itisonlyabout2miles
back.

Ijustgotanideathatthereismorepoetryinmypoetryjournalwhichis
inthecar.Iwasworkingonapoemaswecrashed.Ishouldhavebroughtit
withme,butIguessIcouldntbecauseIwastoobusycarryingMum,Iguess
wecangobacktothecartomorrowandgetafewthingsoutofmybagand
everybodyelses,sothenwewillhavecleanclothesagain.Iwillhaveallmy
stuffandjewelry.

Ijustrealizedmymumanddadswalletsareleftinthecar.Theymight
haveenoughmoneytobuyusalittlebitoffoodjusttokeepusgoing,for
exampletherewasagasstationwherewecouldgetfood,suchasWATER.

Jake
Theblueberrieswerenasty.Ihatedthem.Theyrejustsosmall,round,
soft,andsometimesevenhard.WhenIputoneinmymouthandbiteitan
explosionofsournessburstsinsidemymouth.Itsso
uhh
.Clarahadtoforce
metoeatthem.Shetoldmetoeatthem,ortodie.
IunderstandhowhardlifesgoingtobeforClara,shewillhavetotake
careofuseveryday.Justlikemom.Iunderstandwhyshewantedmetoeat
theblueberries.Shedidntwantmetodie.Iunderstandwhatshesthinking.I
justdidntwanttodoit,butIdiditbecauseIhadto.Thatsit.
Ireallywantedtotrywildblackberries.Theysoundinteresting.Ive
seensomepicturesofthem.Littlehairsstickingoutofthem,actuallynot
hairs,butseeds.Iwonderhowtheytaste.Aretheysour?Theymightbe
sweet.Actually,no.hmm.Momtoldmeshetriedsomewhenshewas
gardeningandsaidtheywerereallygood.ExceptnowIdonthavemoms
opinionIneedtomakemyown.
Clara,canIPLEASEgoouttofindsomewildblackberries?Ibegged.
Myhandswereclappedtogetherundermychin.
Youcanlookforsomeonthewaybacktothecar.AnswersClara.
Ok!Isaid,excited.Clara,whenwillwegotothecar?Iasked.I
noticedIwasbeingcranky,Iwasbeingsochildish.
Wewillgothereoncewait,letsjustgorightnow.Whatdoyouthink
Jason?Youready?
Yeah,Ijustfinishedcollectingsomemoresticksjustincaseanything
happens.Jasonreplied.

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Ikeptmyeyeswideopen.Clara,holdingastickwastheleaderofthe
pack.EventhoughJasonusuallyhadthebestsenseofdirection,Clara
thoughtsheknewthewaybackthebest.Thatwasprobablyright.Itdidnt
reallylooklikeJasonknewthewayback.Althoughhecouldoffigureditout.
Jasonwasonthelookout.Iknewthathewasthinkingbacktohissixth
gradetrip,lastyear.Thewholesixthgradewentcampinginaforestlikethis.

Hetoldmethatondaytwotheywentonahikeintheafternoon,andJason
accidentlysteppedonasnake.Whenhescreamedbunchesofbirdsflewout
oftrees.Hescaredacoupleofkidsonthetrip,too.Hehadtobetakentothe
hospital.Whenhegothomefromthetriphisfootwasinacast.Itkindof
scaredme.Whenitwastakenoffhisfootwasextremelyscared.Itwas
dreadfulandshocking.Itwastoobeastlytolookat.Icantellthathedidnot
wantthattohappenagain.
Iwasalsoonthelookout.Onthelookoutforwildblackberries.Iwas
multitasking.Lookingforwildblackberries,andfollowingJason.Ilike
multitasking,itsbreathtaking,astonishing,magnificent,andoverwhelming.
Yeah,andIforgottomenshionthatitisfun.Icantwaittofindawild
blackberry!

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Inthedistance,Iseeatiny,blackfigureinplainview.hangingdown
fromagreenbush.

Clara!Jason!Look!There!Ifoundsomething!Ifoundsomething!
Where!?askedClara.Isprintedtothebush,jumpingoverthousands
ofweaksticks,thenaloglyingonitsside.
Hereitis.Icalmlysayasabenddowntopickitoffthebush.
WAIT!yellsJason.Letmeseethembeforeyoubiteit.Weneedto
seeifitsagoodblackberry.Jasonisbecomingverycarefullately.Lookslike
hedoesntwantanychanceslosinganybodyelse.
IhandedovermywildblackberrytoJason,andasheexamineditI
pickedafewmore,ormaybemorethanafew.
Youcaneatit,itsfineJasonhandsmethewildblackberry.I
tookthewildblackberryoutofhishand.Ieattheberryinonebite,andclose
myeyesasIcritiqueitinmymind.
Terrific!

Itsgreat!
Istufftherestofthe
berriesinmymouth,andsavorthedeliciousflavor.
WhenIhadhadenough,Clara,Jason,andIreturntoourjourneyback
tothecar.

Clara

Wefinallygottothecarandtherewasahalfabottleofwaterinthecar
fromthejourney,ItakeasipandfeelsorefreshedthenItellJason,Takea
sip,youneedit.AndthenthesametoJake.Isuddenlyseetheirfaceslight
upnotcompletelybutenoughtosatisfyme.Iclimbbackintothereallytall
blackjeepthatweown,itisreallydestroyed.
Okay,weneedtofindsomecleanclothesandtakewhateveryouthink
youneedfromyoursuitcaseorthecar.IjustrealizehowluckyJason,Jake
andIthatwedidntdie,thecarisdestroyed.
Ireachovertomysuitcaseandtakeitoutofthecar,thenIgobackin
forJakeIgrabhissuitcaseanditisreallyheavy,IaskedhimWhatisinthis
bagthatmakesitsoheavy.
IbroughtmyHarryPotterseries.Jakereplies.Iamnotsurprisedhe
thoughtofbringingsomanybookshewouldgetthroughtheminlessthana
week.IgrabJasonsbagandIjumpoutofthecar.IopenupmybagandI
findallmycleanclothesandtelltheboys,Getintoyourcleanclothesand
youllfeelmuchbetter.
AftereverybodywasintheircleanclothesIcouldseetheirfaceslight
upslowlyagain.JakeseyesstartedglowingagainandIknewthathewasin
abitofabettermoodthanhewasbefore.ThenIlookoveratJasonandIsee
heisalreadyclimbinginthecarandgrabbingdadsbag,Whatareyoudoing
inDadsbag,IaskJason.
Iamcheckingtoseeifthereisanythingusefulinthebag
like.um..jumpers,oranythingelse.
Okay.IclimbinafterhimandthenhelpJakeup.Istarttopullon
mumsbagbutitiscaughtinthebagseat,soIjumpoutofthecarandrun
aroundtothebootofthecarandyankitopen,andgrabMumsbagpulliton
thegroundandzipitopen.Ipullupthetop,toseeshining,Mumsjewelry.
HerMumsweddingringeverything.Itakeitoutandrushtheboysover,they
comeoversaysimultaneouslyWHAT???

IfoundallMumsexpensivejewelry,herweddingrings,setofperles,
theonesthatareworthmillionsitwasgreatgreatgreatgreatgrannyssoitis
fromthelatethousandsandearly1thousands.
WOW!!!Jakeexclaimedexcitedly.
REALLY!!Jasonreplied
Yes,butwearenotsellingit,itmeanstothefamily.Itsbeenaround
forgenerationsandhasntbeenscratchedandthefamilyreallycareaboutit.
Wehavetoremembertokeepthesetraditions.C'monletsgetbacktowork
wecanfindalot.
TheboysandIgetbackintothecarandpulleverythingout,thenwe
jumpoutandstartdiggingthroughallthesuitcases.Istarttodigthroughthe
carandfindallofthemessonthecar.Ifindover10dollars.Ihopethegas
stationhasgoodfoodorelse,weretoastbecauseJakewonteatanything
else,heiswayoverfussywouldheeverjusteatsomethinghehasnever
triedoristhatillegalinhisworld,likecmon..
IfIcouldsummylifeupintoasentenceitwouldbeWithoutfamily
whatarewereally?IhavebeenfollowingthisquoteeversinceIstarted
goingthrutheteenageyearsthatyourfamilyaretheworsttheyallsuck.It
helpedmenottobelievethatmyfamilyaretheworstbecausetheyarentand
sometimesIjusthadtogetremindmyself.

Jason

Letsfindagasstation.Theyllprobablyhavesomefoodwecansnack
onandhopefullyslurpees.Jason,grabdadswallet.Clarasays.Sheisso
goodatbeingamom.Slushiesfornoreasonexceptthatwerethirsty,thatis
awesome.
Ok.Isayscavengingthecarfordadswallet.Iopenupthecabinet.
Bingo!FounditClara!Iyellhopingoutofthecar.
Good,nowletsgo.Clarasays.Sheleadstheway,butIgetaheadof
her.Ihaveabettersenseofdirectionthenher,soIthoughtitwouldbebetter
ifIled.
Heyguys,Isaylookingattheground.Weshouldfindthetrophy.You
know,tocleardadsnamebecauseIknowhewouldntwanttodiebeing
accusedofstealingsomething.Diecomesoutofmymouthmorelikea
chokethanaword.
Ithinkdadwouldlikethat,butwheredowestart?Jakesays.Ican
seetheworryinhiseyes.Ifeelsobadforhim.
Theconversationcametoendwhenjustoverthehorizonweseeagas
station.MystomachgrowlsasIwatchthegasstationgrowcloser.Iglance
overattheothersandseethattheyalsolookhungry.Thoseblueberries
werentthatfilling.
Istartsprinting.Comeonguys.Thefasterwegetthere,thesoonerwe
eatanddrinkthosetastyslushies.Isaygrinning.
Okay,Jason.Jake,letsseeifwecanbeatJason.Clarasaysgrinning
andrufflingJakeshair.
Hah,Idoubtthat.Isay.Nowaywilltheybeatme.Iamthetrack,
footballandsoccerstaratmyschool,sothereisnowastheywillbeatme.
Istartsprinting.Islowlygetfartherandfartheraway.Islowdown
asIseeJakecrying.
Hey,whathappened?Iaskthenseetheblood.Oh,didhefall?Isay
answeringmyquestion.

Yeah,allbecauseyouwereshowingoff!Jakesaystryingtoholdback
tears.
What?Yousaiditisarace,soIwasracing!Ishout.Stupidbrothers.
Guyscalmdown!ItwasanaccidentokayJake.Clarasaysbuthejust
turnsawayandcrosseshisarms.
Letsjustwalklikecivilizedpeople.Isayexasperatedfrommy
annoyingbrother.
Yeah.Clararepliesnoddingherheadaswestartwalking.
Istareatmysandalsandseehowscratchedupmyfeetareforthefirst
time.HowcouldInothavefeltthat?IguessIllhavetobuysomethingto
coverthoseupatthegasstation,andsomenewclose.Although,Idoubt
therewillbeclothesatagasstation.Ohwell.
Wereachthegasstation,whichturnsoutisalmostcompletely
deserted.Onlyonecarisgettinggas.Theguywhoscarisgettingfilledwith
gasiseyingussuspiciously.
Iopenthedoortothegasstation.Iseerowsofjunkfoodlikechips,
sunflowerseedsandyes,slurpees.IlookovertoJakeandseethathisfrown
hasturnedupsidedown.
Ok,whatsfirst.IsaylookingdownatJake.Hedoesntevenneedto
saywhatsfirst.
Beatyouthere!Ishoutalreadyrunningtowardstheslurpystand.
IbeatJakeandClaratotheslurpees.OhwhatamIthinking,ofcourseI
didbecauseIamthebest!Nottobragoranything.
Igrabthebiggestcupthereandgoovertothemachine.Icantdecide
betweenrootbeer,fanta,spriteandwatermelonsoIchooseallofthem.The
cupoverflowsjustasImputtingthelidonanditspillsalloverme.
ClaraglaresatmeandsaysYoujusthadtospill,whenwehaveno
moreclothes!Man,shelookssupermad.
Justthenaguyinablackjacketandsunglassescomesuptous.He
smilesacrookedsmileatmeandsaysAh,ImguessingyouretheRobinson
children.

Jake
AmuscularhandhookedontoJasonsarm.Suddenly,threemen
casuallywalkoutofablackBMW,Allwearingthesameuniformasthefirst
guy.Athinnermangrabsmyarm,asthemostmuscularmanpullsbothof
Clarashandsbehindherback.Herglassesslowlystartslippingoff.
Withsilentmovements,themenshovedusintotheirblackcar.Itwasa
reallycleancarforapoliceman.Ialwaysthinkofpolicemanasdonuteaters,
andstufflikethat.theseatsinthecarwerebrownleather,therewasa
sunroof,andaboardthatdividedthepassengerseatsandthedriversseats.
Surprisingly,therewerethreedriverseats.
Prettyunusual,I
thought.Probably
forthethreemen.
Clarasglassesalmostfelloff,butrightbeforetheywereabouttofall
out,Islippedthembackuphernose.TheguardwhograbbedJasonwas
driving.hestartedthecar,anditzoomedrightdownthestreet.WhenIlooked
throughthewindow,everythingwasablurr.DuringthistimeIdecidedtountie
alltheribbonsinmymind.Layitalloutandorganizeit.

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TherideintheblackBMWcomestoanend.Westopataredbrick
building,coveredbyahugeshadow,thatcamefromahugetreenearby.
Themostmuscularmanwalksoutthecardoor,andslamsthedoor
behindhim.Hearrivesatthepassengerdoor,andaggressivelyopensit.
Getoutofthere!Heyells.Wequicklypushourwayoutofthecar,
Andtakeinthesightofaprisontypebuilding.
Theguardstakeusthroughadullhallway.Dustflieseverywhereaswe
placeourfeetontheaged,coldfloor.Wereachanelderlydoor,andthenthe
mostmuscularman,whichIfiguredhisnamewasRowl,pushedJason,
Clara,andIintoadisgustingroomfullofcobwebs,andchalk.Fordrawing
onthewall?
Hmm,prettyobvious.Imeanlookatallthosegrosspictureson
thewall.Thatexplainsit.

Asweobserveourcage,thekeygoesclick,andweareleftalone,with
nothing.Nofood,nowater,nobed,justsomechalkandalotofcobwebs.

Clara
Wherearewe????Jakeasksmewithashakyvoice.
Idontknow,butbequietwedontwanttogetinmoretroublewiththis
mysteriousman.Isaytryingtostaycalm.Ihavenocluewhothismanisand
howheknowsourlastname.Ishetheevilpolicemanthatmademydadgo
extrafast,thenthecarlostcontrolandcrashed?IfheisheisanEVILman
whodoesntdeservetoservethecountrylawwise.Iwriteapoeminsidemy
headbecausehewouldntletmetakemyjournalandhemademethroughit
inthetrash,backatthegasstation.
Thisisthepoem:
Traped
~ByClaraRobinson

IstherenothingIcando
Wearetrapped
butisthistheend
canwefindaway
Ibetwecan
justwhatistheretodo
isthereevenanypoint

Therehastobe..
Itsusor
nomorerobinsons
itsimportanttofindaway

Ihaveanidea
wecouldescape
buthow
wearelocked
isthistheend


Whatdoyouthink,ohhhhh..Igotanidea.Weknowwherethey
keepthekeys.Wecouldgrabthekeyslateonenightthenunlockthe
cellandlastlysneakoutveryquietlysothemeanguarddoesntcatch
us.
Okay,in2dayswearegoingtoescape.Wewilltakethekeyand
thenunlockthedoorandwewilldothisallthatnight,thenwehaveto
getoutsoquietlyandthenwehavetogetoutofthebuildingwerun
andJakewhenIsayrunImeanSPRINT!!!Iwhispertotheboys
beforewegotobedandtheboyswithalookontheirfacesifrelief.
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Mysleepwashorrible.Theydidntevengiveusabedallthereis,
isatoilet.Itisadullroomwithacementwallsandabardoor,wewere
forcedtosleeponthefloor.
Iamhavingtroublestayingcalminthissituation.Ifeellike,thisis
allmyfaultIshouldhavenevereventhoughtaboutgoingtothestupid
gasstation.IdontfeellikethisisallmyfaultIknowitwasallmyfault.I
putmyfamilyinsomuchdanger.
IlovemyfamilyandIwouldhatetoeverputmyfamilyindanger
everagain.

Jason

Wecreepdownthedarkhallstoppingateverycornertoseeifanyone
isthere.Thenextcornertherewasamanwithabigbeardsmokinga
cigarette.Jakesuddenlytakesastepwithoutthinkingandsoundechos
throughthecorridor.Theburlymanlooksoverheseesusstandingthere.
Hey!Theburlymanshoutsandwestartrunningasfastaswecan
pasthim.
Run,run,run!IshouttoJake.Soon10guardsareontousandIknow
JakewontmakeitsoIpickhimup.RightnowIamrunningthefastestIve
evenran,evenwithJakeslungovermyshoulders.
Daylightapproachesusaswesprintfromtheguards.Imalmost
blindedfromjusttheslightestlightupahead.IlookoveratClaraandshes
squintingandherfaceisscrunchedup.Shemustalsohavingahardtime
withthelight.
SuddenlyIseethemantripoverhisshoelaceandalltheothermenfall
overhim.Soontheresaburlymansandwich.IlaughsilentlyasIseethemall
onthegroundgroaning.
JustasImdonelookingbackweenterapooloflight.Finally,were
outside.Istartthinkingabouthowweregoingtobechasedfortherestofour
lifeunlesswefindthetrophy.
AswerunoffintothedistanceIlookatJakeandclaraandsayWe
havetofindthetrophy.