but i was afraid that some house owner might come out and yell at me, so i stuck with the sidewalk. somehow, the idea came to me to listen. i could hear the sounds of the highway and then used them as a compass in finding my way towards home. my heart never slowed down much and i was cautious with every sound and every car that passed by me.
about the time i saw the main road that led to the bridge over the highway, i turned around and saw the blue car about a block away, coming up behind me. i was fighting mad by now. i ran but 