On the run

Chapter 2

I am just feet away from the first house. Finally I reach for the door "knock , knock" a man is emerging from the small crack between the door and the frame. His face looks friendly, a little bit to friendly considering that I have never seen him before in my life. " can I ..have.. Some water.. Please" I pant.

" why of course, come in!"

I eye him suspiciously , but hey , I am just going to have some water, rest my leg and get out of here.

He comes back in; he is of about average hight and fairly well biult, but probably about 40.

" there you go" he says " is there anything else I can get you?"

" have you got an ice pack?"

"Why yes," and with that he gets up and walks into the small kitchen.

I take a sip of the water, it is ice cold and soothes my throat.

He enters the room again with an ice pack in his hand, that he hands to me."ah" I say as the cold finds it's way to the pain. " is that better?" he asks " would you like to borrow my phone , to call your parents?"

"NO!" I have yelled it before I can stop myself and the man eyes me curiosly.

"I had better be off"I say before he asks me why.