She nodded like that made perfect sense. Then she said, “My social worker’s name is Maria. She’s not the bad one. I just panicked.”
They stayed in the redwoods for three weeks. He taught her how to find water in the crook of a fern. She taught him the names of constellations he’d been ignoring for half a century. At night, she asked, “Why don’t you have a home?” runaway50
The running had become the point. But now his legs were two tired branches. The next town was too far. The next freight train was just a noise. She nodded like that made perfect sense