His annoyance is gone. All that matters now is the fence and the promise of freedom it offers. Reid welcomes the familiar feeling of it, the hum vibrating through his sneakers and making his skin break out in goose bumps. He rubs the hairs at the back of his neck and grins with goofy enthusiasm at Drew who smiles right back, previous conversation instantly forgiven.
"Wow," Drew says, glasses winking, "you weren't kidding. This sucker would kill a deer. No pulse, either, steady current. That's unusual." He takes another step closer to it before falling back with a shudder. "What is it, fifteen feet high?" Drew spins in a circle. "And no trees close to it."
Reid realizes the boy is right. "So no chance of jumping over it."
Drew nods. "Exactly. And we don't have the tools to cut one down,
