Catherine
All the way home Cessy’s words kept echoing around in my head. Stay strong and stand your ground. I stopped at a gas station just outside of our pack lands to top off the tank so that Dad wouldn’t have one more thing to complain about. I had never pumped my own gas before, but luckily there were illustrations on the front of the pump. Swipe card, select grade, lift nozzle. While I fumbled my way through the task, several other customers came and went, and I got to thinking how ridiculously sheltered and ignorant I was.
I replaced the nozzle and grabbed the receipt from the pump. I scowled at the total amount before I stuffed the little slip of paper into my pocket. I’ve always had Cecelia to take care of me. What’s more, I’ve always had her to run interference between
