water in a stick

water in a stick
survival

Monday, February 14, 2011

Pietro and Valencia, Part nine

Pietro and Valencia woke early.  It was already hot.  Quickly they finished last minute preparations and then they were off.  Both were afraid of the unknown that lay ahead.  Both knew they had no other choice.  The Coyote would not rest, they couldn't either.  Estrella didn't say much, everything had been said the night before.  As the young couple drove off in Estrellas' old jeep, the woman felt an actual tug at her heart. Would they make it to safety?  Would she ever see them again?  It was all she could do just to wave as the dust from their vehicle enveloped her.  When she could see no more dust she turned and went back into her cabin.  There was still much to do.  The coyote was coming.  Soon.  His anger would not be denied.  She would have to use everything she had ever learned to beat him.  Even then, she wasn't sure it would be enough.  She would have to have luck on her side.  She fingered the rosary beads she kept in her pants pocket.  She would have to have God on her side too.