The Runaway Sisters
“We have to do this! We’ll go somewhere, maybe our Dad; he’ll help us for sure!” I shake my head. My legs are trembling, and mouth quivering with anticipation.
“What if he doesn’t? He’ll just shoo us away, probably call the cops on us!” Iris winces; she always had a soft spot for Dad. I instantly change what I was saying. .
“It doesn’t even matter; we won’t even get past that far with me! You are fast, look at me! I