..but saw nothing. She was pretty sure it wasn't her imagination... or was it? Again, the sound of crunching snow and cracking sticks reached her ears. Where was it coming from anyway?
Lisa peered to her left and instinctively hid behind a tree at the same time. She then glanced to her right. There was the oddest thing she had ever seen....
A red sweatshirt was slung over a nearby branch, and she was sure it hadn't been there before. "Footprints." Lisa scrunched up her eyes against the sun that glinted off the sparkling snow. "There would have to be footprints." Grabbing hold of a low, thick branch on the tree she was concealed behind, the girl pulled herself up. A fluffy, white shower flitted to the ground as she found the next place to put her boot. A few branches higher she braced one foot against the tree trunk and paused to look down from her hidden observation point. There were no footprints. There was no one around. She glanced at the trees around her and gasped when she saw him perched in one. He blinked.
They sat, staring each other for a few seconds, before the boy said, simply, “You’re in my tree.” Lisa stared for a moment longer. “Your tree?”
“Yes, my tree!”, he replied with more vigor. When she didn’t seem to understand, he sighed and slid down the tree. She followed his example.
“Look.” He pointed up the tree that Lisa had been sitting in moments before. A small, rickety treehouse stood high, half hidden in the leaves. Lisa stared at the tree, then back at the boy. “Who are you anyways?” she asked, “And why are you wearing that funny hat?”
“Well…” he sighed, “I was hoping that I wouldn’t have to tell you.”
“What do you mean “you were hoping?”, she was beginning to get irritated at this strange boy. “Iv’e never even seen you!”
“Well,” he hesitated. “It’s like this-”
"I've run away from home." He said quickly, as if to do it before he changed his mind.
"Why?" Lisa gasped. He said nothing. "What about that hat?" She asked,
"It's cold out here." He replied.
"Why did you run away?" She asked again,
"Do you promise not to tell anyone?" Lisa considered for a moment, but finally nodded.
"I... about two weeks ago... I was in on a robbery..."
He shuffled his feet nervously, "we were going to rob a store-like get into their cash registers and steal the money. I was mostly in on it because they bribed me to find out which day of the week they stayed open later when the supply truck came." he sighed again, "I don't know why I'm telling you this, but anyway, we slipped in one night while they were unloading stuff into the store and hid, and when we were pretty sure there was no one left in the store, we went into the front of the store to grab the cash register. Well, we were wrong about everyone being gone, and..."
Well that robbery didn't go well. They should plan better next time.......Hopefully there isn't a next time though.
He paused. "The kid that bribed me got caught along with two other kids. I got out the back door before they could see me. I know when those kids get out, they will definitely get me. I've been trying to make a living out here but," he stopped. His eyes froze on something behind Lisa. "Shh." he pulled her down in the snow. Lisa tried not to feel like a little kid as she looked out through bushes she saw a man with black hair and blue eyes tramping through the snow.
"Lisa!" he called.
"It's only my brother. Over here, Henry!" She yelled standing up. He looked her way and smiled.
Lisa stepped toward Henry. Looking back, she saw that the boy had disappeared. Her eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"Who was with you?" Henry's brown eyes followed the snowy tracks into the far trees.
"I - I don't know." Lisa stammered, realizing that she had not even asked the boys name.
Lisa stepped back and looked up into the trees, Henry following after her. She soon spotted the funny orange cap and an anxious face under it peeping out of the branches.
"Hey!" Lisa called, "you can come down, it's quite safe!" she noticed his eyes were riveted fearfully on Henry, but after a minute of hesitation, he slid down and shuffled over to them.
"What's your name, sonny?" Henry asked kindly?
"Please don't let him get me!" gasped the boy, clutching Lisa's arm.
"Why?!" Lisa asked in surprise.
"He's one of the police who caught the other boys!!!"
Whoops! Kindly shouldn't have a question mark after it, sorry! :)
Lisa looked up at her brother. "What?" she asked in surprise. Henry bit his lip.
"Arrested who?" he finally asked.
Lisa explained the story, after peeling the boy's fingers away from her arm. Henry's eyebrows creased.
He sank down into the snow and did criss-cross apple-sauce then rested his elbows on his knees and put his chin on his palms. Lisa watched him.
"What to do we do?" she asked after a moment.
"Do you have a family, boy?" he finally asked.
The boy shook his head. "My parents died when I was a baby." he said.
"Have you been to an orphanage?" Henry asked.
The boy's eyes widened. "Please don't send me there." he whispered. "It's terrible. I never got to eat." Lisa finally noticed how skinny the boy was. She was almost positive she could count his ribs. Henry stared at him for a few seconds then stood up.
"Come with me, boy." he finally said.
Somebody post something! I am getting bored................ ;)
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