Levi says. I sit on the end of the branch, in the place where it curves upward once more. Jonah is on a branch above me, and Levi leans against it beside me with the rifle in his arms. I keep my eyes on the road, watching and waiting for something that may not happen. I have to fight to keep my eyes open. Maybe my body clock has shifted, or maybe it’s just the inactivity that I’m not used to. Whatever the cause, I’m glad for the distraction of Levi’s statement. The moon is now overhead and its light shines around us, casting short shadows on the ground and giving the entire area a magical glow. I look up at it, amazed that the path of my life has allowed me to see it, yet disappointed because I haven’t really taken time to appreciate it. I never want to take my freedom for granted, yet I find myself just as trapped as I was before, only this time it’s in the battle to stay alive. I chose this course. I wanted the freedom to choose, so I have no regrets.
