Once inside the cave, we used the knives to strip the bark off the ends and whittled them swiftly into points, creating hotdog skewers. Quickly, Markesha, Jada, and I roasted all the hot dogs we could find, while Lisa fried hamburgers. Soon, there were piles of hotdogs and hamburgers stacked neatly on brightly colored plastic cafeteria trays.
As I waited for the last hotdog to cook, I swayed a little, feeling the heaviness of my eyes and my body. Wake up, I thought to myself, willing it to be so. I wanted to be awake when Derek came home. Home. It was strange to think of this cave as home, but that was what it was going to be for who knew how long.
I just prayed that Derek was okay, that he was safe. It seemed strange to be there without him. Since the attack, I hadn't been separated fro
