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innocent yet had just been so
forthright. She was a real hard ass and could take care of herself
more than he’d given her credit for. And the more he thought about
it the more he realized. Her childhood was a crazy catastrophe of
living the Mob life with a drunken father who treated her like an
animal, who brutalized her and kept her in squalor but she rose
above that with grace.
    “ I bet you know what you’re doing?”
    “ Er….kinda,” Anna hesitated as she fiddled with a rag she
pulled from the trunk, pushing it into the gas tank. “Right ok…pass
me your lighter,”
Carl handed it
over and watched as she expertly set the end alight.
    “ Now RUN!” she screamed.
And the pair
pumped their legs headlong down the empty road. They made it about
200 yards away before Anna had to stop to catch her breath. Her
feet were in tremendous pain from running barefoot and she was
breaking out in a nervous cold sweat. They watched from a distance
as the SUV caught alight. Giant auburn flames grew up into the air
like fiery tendrils that were reaching for the stars.
    “ Any second now,” said Carl as he hoped they were far away
enough.
Anna prayed
that no one would accidentally stumble on them out there, but she
doubted it. All around her was wilderness and frost. Nobody apart
from them had any reason to be stranded out here.
The two
watched the flames for a moment as if hypnotized by the beauty of
the fire and just as they relaxed into the vision….BOOM! The noise
was deafening and flocks of sleeping birds instantly flew
screeching into the night. The stars were quickly hidden by the
smoke that trailed from the vehicle and the flames grew even taller
as they gained a new lease on life.
Carl looked on
sadly as he thought about all the time he’d spent driving his
prized car, but his and Anna’s life weren’t worth risking over a
heap of metal and glass. He was however glad he’d taken the
precious seconds to grab his trusted backpack. He’d rescued it from
the flames at the last minute as if reaching for an old friend and
that’s what it felt like as it hung from his shoulders. It was his
only remnant of his former life and as the two walked away he began
to wonder what his next life would look like.
    “ First thing tomorrow I’m gonna get you some clothes. Promise,”
Carl put his hand on Anna’s back to comfort her.
    “ Thanks…” she said weakly. “I’d appreciate that,”

CHAPTER 7
They’d walked
for nearly 4 miles and Anna was on the brink of passing out when
they reached the lonely motel at the edge of St Louis. Carl had
gotten them both a double room with separate beds and as soon as
Anna’s head hit the pillow she fell into a deep sleep. Carl wasn’t
so lucky though, and he wriggled in his bed trying to alleviate the
pain that was striking into his back like a flaming dagger.
He felt like
he needed more than painkillers, he needed a goddamn drink. He
couldn’t believe the situation he had found himself in, but as he
looked over to Anna he felt it was worth it and he’d do it again if
he had to.
Anna’s toes
were poking out from the side of the bed and Carl could see the
cuts and blisters. She was a tough lady though and never complained
once despite the fact she had to walk barefoot in the cold for
miles through the country. But it was probably just a walk in the
park for her and as he thought about all the violence she must have
experienced growing up, he felt angry. So angry, that he began to
swell with pride at the thought of killing her father. Bastards
like him should always get what’s coming to them. His only regret
was not taking his time with him. If he knew what a monster he was
he would have used a knife instead… or his fists.
He flicked on
the TV just to hear some noise. He wanted to feel some normality.
An old movie was on. He wasn’t quite sure what it was, but he knew
it was something he saw as a kid because it instantly reminded him
of his own parents. He missed them both