LISA
Then an ugly thought fills my mind. What if, by some miracle, a car does come along this road and it is the people that are after us? But what if it is the Navy? How would I know who I can trust? Then I see a car coming in the far distance. Suddenly, I do not know what I should do? Do I call them over and then it is the enemy?
Then I turn around and see Brian lying there with no hope of getting anywhere. I remember what suffering he has been through and then I swallow deeply. I scrape all the courage that I have together and stand in the middle of the road. I do not care if it is the enemy, one way or the other, I will get him help. I need to do whatever I can to give him a chance.
