It was no use though; after a few minutes, we were soaked to the bone.I’d heard about a storm coming before I left the house this morning, but I thought it was supposed to be rolling in late at night. I checked my phone; it was only two in the afternoon. How was I getting this kid home without her getting soaking wet? I pulled up Travis’s number—maybe he’d still be nearby.“Aunt Maddie, there’s a man over there waving to you,” Chloe said, huddling into me for more cover. She burrowed into my side and pointed her hand toward a black Jeep near the entrance to the park.The jackass was waving at me. “Stupid prick,” I mumbled, holding my phone to my ear and listening to Travis’s voice mail robotically tell me it was too full for me to leave a message.“Who’s a stupid prick?” Chloe asked.“I’m sorry, love. I shouldn’t have cursed in front of you.”“It’s okay,” she smiled up at me and sneezed. Damn, the kid was going to get sick being out in the cold rain. Of course, he’d be the only one around to help us.“Okay, let’s run really quick to that black Jeep, okay?”“Is it a race?”
