in junior high; he’d made the JV team and was upset that he hadn’t made varsity. When he’d gotten back to his locker, there was a small note from Katie. He still had the note tucked away in an old shoe box in his mother’s attic. She’d told him how proud she’d been that he made the team, and he’d felt like a fool for not being happy about what he’d accomplished. Thirty-six other boys hadn’t made the cut. She’d always grounded him like that, letting him see the things that had been truly important, instead of just the things he had thought had been important.
When he’d started looking at girls in a different way, she’d been there and never once had he thought of her in that way. He thought she’d treated him like she’d treated her brother. Looking back at it now, he could see the differences. He must have been blind to the fact that she’d held him higher than she held her brother. She’d had something more for him, just like he’d always had something more for her. He’d just never had a name for the feeling.
Now he realized that she had always been more than just his best friend, she was the only person he had ever completely trusted in his entire life. He felt terrible for keeping things from her, but he knew he needed to in order to get her where he wanted her. What he was struggling with now was that where he wanted her was starting to change in his mind. He had been thinking about wanting her in places he’d never imagined before.
Shaking his head clear, he tried to close his eyes and his mind and get some rest. They were going to have a very busy day ahead of them.
Chapter Four
K atie woke when she heard the door click shut. Sitting up quickly, she coughed at the plume of flour that followed her, and then she heard Jason laugh from his seat against the front door.
“What was that?” she asked between coughs.
“What was what?” he looked across the room at her, smiling.
Looking around the room, she noticed her backpack was leaning against the opposite wall.
How? When did you go get this?” She started to grab for it.
“Hang on, Katie. Before you…” It was too late, she noticed it then. The bag had been cut open and half of the contents were missing, including her hair brush. Rummaging through it, she took stock of everything that was missing. Her gray sweatshirt, her other pair of shoes, the hair brush and the tube of toothpaste she’d just purchased were all gone.
She still had her shorts, another pair of jeans, and thank goodness, all her undergarments were still accounted for. The secret money she had tucked in the inside zipper was gone. That was okay with her, it had only been fifty euro’s. She had kept the means to her real money on her, just in case she ever lost her backpack.
“How did you get this back?”
“You aren’t upset?”
“Upset at what? That you snuck out of here without me to retrieve my bag, or that you forced me to leave it in the first place? No.”
He shook his head, “Katie, they took your passport, your wallet, everything.”
She started to laugh, “Jason, I can replace my passport. Actually I’ve had to once already on this trip, shortly after I arrived in England. I think I left it on the bus to Munich.” She looked off in the distance trying to remember.
“Who are you and what have you done with my Katie?” When she just looked at him, he chuckled at her. “Well, I hope you’re not very hungry. All I could get was a couple apples and some rolls.” He pulled out a brown bag. “But we will have to eat on the road. The sun is already up and we need to make sure those men aren’t around to see us leave.”
Katie stood up and dusted herself off, causing such a large cloud of flour that Jason had actually stood outside waiting for it to dissipate.
She used this private time to change her shirt and finger comb her hair to look somewhat normal. Her skin felt