Chapter thirteen

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I wake to Rich shacking me. He puts is finger over his lips and signals to get up. I get up and grab my back pack. I then follow him out of the truck to a deserted street.

"Where are we going?" I whisper to him.

"To a hotel for now, and if you got enough money we will go to a different province." he says grabbing my hand.

We walk to this thing called a hotel. I read about them but never saw one. It looks like a big house with tons of floors and rooms. Rich pays for the room and we start walking up.

"Im so tired, i just want to sleep." i whisper yawning.

"Here let me carry you, go to sleep." he says in my ear.

As if on command i fall asleep against his shoulder.

America's POV

What have i done? I pace Maxon's office as he dose paperwork.

"America can you please stop pacing." he says looking up from his work. He looks just the same as when i met him.

"Sorry my husbanness." i laugh when we made that word up. He smiles and shacks his head.

"MOM DAD! ROSE IT GONE!" Aspen yells.

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