Elena
Every day, Sondra’s stopped by for a week. Today, it is pouring down with rain when we hear a loud rumbling engine as a car pulls up. Last night, we had quite a scare. Helicopters were flying around the area, and after listening to the busted police scanner, we learned they were looking for a stolen car. We all had no doubt whose. I knew it was just a ploy; Axton knows that if he finds the car, he will find me and the boys.
I watch warily from my bed and see Noleen’s posture change from tense to relaxed, and I know it can’t be anyone with sinister intentions. She opens the huge doors when I hear a car rev out front. What I am not expecting is to see an old yellow school bus. The paint is faded, and the windows are cracked, some missing, as she pulls it into the huge open space. Th
