backseat, just relieved that River is thinking straight and calming down. “You’re right.”
I grab the bags and throw them back in the car. “Make sure there is nothing in the bags that can help anyone track us down!”
I drag the man half out of the car, then I pull him over my shoulder. It takes all my strength to not drop him as I carry him to the station wagon. I drop him in the back and then wipe the sweat from my forehead. That was fucking hard!
I search the usual places they would plant a tracking device. It’s a fucking mess but I finally find one on the guy’s hip. I use the pocket knife I always carry around and quickly cut the device out. It’s just another shitty part of this whole process.
When I’m done I use my shirt to clean my hands. I take a clean shirt from River and then wait for her to drive the station wagon a safe distance away. I douse the old car with gasoline and then set it alight. I make sure it’s burning good before I cover our tracks all the way to the station wagon.
I get in the passenger seat and let my head fall back against the headrest. I’m tired, so fucking tired.
~*~
Back at The Sanctuary we all work together to get Jack and Sophia into their room.
Nanna brings us buckets of water. I stay with Jack because I can’t look at Sophia right now. I make sure to clean him properly. We can’t risk infection.
We spend hours trying to clean and attend to their wounds. It’s so hard to see them beaten like this. When I’m done with Jack, River places her hand on my shoulder. She’s so upset she can hardly talk. She points to a gash on Sophia’s leg and whether I want to or not, I have to stitch her up. I’ve seen a lot in my life and I’ve endured a lot in my life, but nothing can ease the anger and heartache that’s welling in my chest, as I stick the needle through her skin.
After Nanna and River get clean bedding under Jack and Sophia, Nanna wipes tiredly over her eyes. She’s getting too old for this. “I’m going to go make some chicken soup. The children will need food when they wake up.” She hurries out of the room.
I reach for River and pull her against my chest. I just need to hold my friend right now. I need her strength to get through all of this. River has always been the stronger one between us. I’d walk through hell for this woman, I have, but it doesn’t compare to the hell she has saved me from. I owe her my life, just like everyone else living at The Sanctuary.
I let River go shower first. When she comes back I rush out of the room. I don’t even bother stripping. I get into the shower clothes and all. I turn the water on hot and then sink down to the floor, just dropping my head into my hands. I take a moment, listening to the water rushing over me. Eventually, I strip out of the wet clothes and wash every trace of blood from my body. I dress in a comfy pair of jeans and a plain grey shirt before I go look for Nanna. I find her in the kitchen, where she’s always busy making something.
I go stand behind her and place my arms around her. She lays the side of her face on my arm and her arms wrap around mine. “You did good, my boy,” she whispers. She says the same thing to me every time we come back with someone. “Your parents would be so proud of the man you’ve become.”
I place a kiss against her grey hair. “Will you phone Doc so he can come check them out?”
“I’ll do that.” She pats my arm and then walks over to the phone.
I grab one of the kitchen chairs and go back to the room. I walk into the room and place the chair by the foot of Sophia’s bed. “I told Nanna to phone Doc. We’re going to need antibiotics.”
River nods and her silence tell me a million things. Her heart is breaking for Jack and Sophia.
After Doc leaves, I go sit at the foot of Sophia’s bed. My eyes are constantly flitting over her, looking for some sign from her that she’s going to make it. I’ll never forgive myself if she