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FARRAH
Wyatt liked my plan of going to Europe, but he didn’t have a passport. The new idea was to go to Washington state, find someone to make a fake passport for Wyatt, and go to Alaska. From there, we flew to Europe.
But we couldn’t walk all to the way to Washington or Alaska, so we stopped by the nearest town and borrowed a car. I didn’t like doing that, but it wasn’t like we had enough money to buy one. I promised myself I would make sure we switched cars every day. This way, the owner could find his stolen car, and we wouldn’t be caught by the police.
For hours, Wyatt drove us across Montana toward the west. And for all of those hours, we didn’t say anything.
Besides still sore, I now felt restless and tense, as if I had to break the ice somehow.
“Hm, have you heard from Luana
