Forty minutes later, Katelina was bathed, dressed and in the passenger seat of Kale's car. In her pocket was a wad of money that Jorick had pressed on her. She almost asked where it came from, but then decided she didn't want to know.
Rachel started the car and stared at the dashboard as though it was a puzzle to be solved. Katelina cringed as she ground the manual car into gear and took off down the driveway.
"You'll have to excuse me, I don't drive very often. Kale usually does it."
Katelina stopped from asking why he wasn't driving this time, and contented herself with a long, elaborate prayer that begged God to spare her life.
After a harrowing forty-five minute trip, Rachel pulled the car to a stop in front of the super chain store. "They sell paint here, right?"
If they didn't,
