Chapter Eleven: Saved in the ParkHe didn't know how long they had slept for. Blinking open his eyes to find the sunlight still strong but the day much later, he sat up and stretched. Very few people were in the park now, which told him it was early evening. It was time they were moving on, find somewhere to spend the night, seek out some food perhaps. Shaking himself like a dog, Bert reached out to touch Annabel, rouse her from sleep… and froze.
A cry caught in his throat. For one, wild moment he had an uncontrollable urge to run, to flee as fast as his legs would carry him. But nothing would move. Muscles had fused together, fear gripping him in a steel-like vice. Beside him, Annabel continued sleeping. She may as well be a thousand miles away for there was nothing he could do, or say, t
