As John slowly roused from sleep, he realized the ring tone from his cell phone had broken the silence of the room. Clumsily he clawed for his phone on his bed side. Finally in his grasp, he pressed “talk.”
“His state has elected him senator where he has served 18 concurrent years. His passion for the people has aided the citizens of Virginia to help fight hunger, homelessness, and job loss for as long as he could talk. He has brought Virginia veterans the care and help they deserve. As a volunteer and all around good guy, John Humbledon can bring the same ideas and hard work he has brought Virginia since he was a child. Humbledon will be the next great President. Hi, I’m John Humbledon and I approve this message.”
After a full day of riding alone, I finally caught up to everyone else. Despite the circumstances, I was no longer crying. Mostly because there were no more tears to cry. I was exhausted and dehydrated. I told the whole story to everyone...
I helped Harry, Grace and Mary gather what we would need for the next few days. They have the horses. Mother and I are to meet up with them in a day’s time. This will give them a head start. They should be able to stay safe this time even if we get caught. We decided on just the horses. We would be faster without the wagons, the horses only carrying us and a minimal amount of food and other supplies. For our plan to work, we must be fast. We took a horse for each of us.
“We cannot do that Mary!” my mother exclaimed. “It is one thing to steal something that belongs to us, but to steal something that was never ours. It would just be wrong.” “Did you look around when they dragged us in here?” Mary calmly replied. “Did you not notice how this town looks completely untouched by all the troubles that are out there right now. No one in this town is innocent. I believe they prey on people like us trying to escape their hardships. They use us to stay thriving. Their bank is probably full of other people’s money they stole or procured somehow.”