still day 6

"I guess I don't taste that good." Castro shrugged. "Eh, don't worry about it. At least he didn't bite me, right?"

"I guess." Marya looked at Oscar, who was looking at Castro. The second her dog started to growl, she was gone. She didn't care that Castro was the first relatively friendly person she'd seen since she left home, and she didn't care that so far he seemed to be mostly odd and harmless. Oscar was nervous around so few people that when he started acting weird, she had to pay attention.

Castro straightened up on his bike and looked like he was about to push off. "You see much of anything that way?" He pointed down the highway ahead of them, stretching out beyond the van's hood. "Cars, trucks, eighteen-wheelers."

( You came from the same direction I did. )

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day 6

She opened the bag of goldfish crackers and gave Oscar a handful. He was a messy eater but a grateful one. But Marya didn't have to sit in the passenger seat with all the cracker crumbs, so she didn't mind.

After she'd finished her dinner and Oscar had finished his dessert, she got the flashlight and walked him around the van one last time, then let him back in so she could pee herself. It wasn't any easier in the dark, and in fact it made her more nervous. The fact that she wouldn't be able to really see anyone or anything sneaking up behind - or in front of - her was worse than the thought that anyone driving by could get a glimpse of her with her jeans down around her ankles.

( She scrolled through the playlists on her iPod after she turned the van back on but before she went anywhere )

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