Even as I put one foot in front of the other, I have no damn idea where I’m even going. I’m not even sure that it matters. “I . . . I’m soooo cold,” Johnnie whimpers as I cradle her in my arms. “I know, princess. So am I.” I swallow hard and get moving against the rain and gusting wind. There is a good chance that our asses could simply freeze to death out here and it could be weeks or months before anyone finds our frozen corpses. “I’m sorry,” Johnnie keeps crying, trying her best to hold onto me. “Please stop apologizing,” I tell her. “Put all the blame on me.” As usual. It’s been a long time since anything I’ve planned has gone right. I don’t know what in the hell possessed me to believe that this jailbreak would be any different. My best friend betrayed me. Not once, but clearly several times. I’ve disappointed my grandmother and it looks like I’m going to fail my daughter. The voice in the back of my head keeps telling me to be grateful for the miracle of getting out of that damn river.
