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if her life depended on it. She stopped by the
trees and then turned around to look at him, and at no one else, to
smile, but it was her that eyes said ‘I’m trying to protect you,
Connor.’ She turned away and burst through the tree line of her
property.
    The silver haired man turned sharply
and went back inside his house and he staggered in.
“Dr unk? Great she has a drunkard she has to
live with.”
    Kara grabbed Connor’s attention “What was
that about?”
    “I’m not sure, but I don’t like it. I’d
better get you inside, Sis.” He answered her while feeling unsure
and worried for his teacher.
    “I trust your instincts, Brother.” She
said in the same tense manner, while looking worried herself. Kara
got up and out of the wagon and went inside. Connor quickly put the
wagon in the garage, and sat down on the front step, waiting for
Sarah to come back. Looking up to the sky, he noticed how the
clouds were moving and building. “If Sarah
doesn’t come home in three hours I’m going to track her down to see
that she is alright.” Looking up again he said to
himself. “If she doesn’t, it’s going to rain in about six hours.”
It was time to be patient and wait. Not something many were good
at, but he excelled.
     
    Three and a half hours went by and it began
getting very dark and the clouds were building just as predicted.
Connor hadn’t moved from the front step since he saw Sarah flee
into the woods. The front door slowly opened up behind him. Light
flooded from the living room all around where he sat on the porch
step, looking like a large black rock with sandy blonde hair. Kara
stepped around and into his line of sight to say “Brother? You’re
worried about her huh?”
    Replying to her question felt easy. “Yes,
Kara, I am very worried.”
    Kara kicked his shin gently saying “Go track
her down then! You’re the best there is and she is probably lost if
she hasn’t come back by now. This isn’t the city, Brother, there
are animals out here capable of making a snack out of someone like
her. I’ll be fine.” His sister wanted him to go.
    Before he took off after Sarah, Connor called
Mark’s apartment quickly, knowing it was his night off. “Hey Bud, I
have to go do something. Will you come over to my house and keep an
eye on Kara for me while I’m gone? Our neighbor drinks and it
wouldn’t be good for my sister to be home alone.” And Mark
seriously replied “Sure, no problem. Just inform me on what’s going
on later, ok?” Connor said that it is more than fair.
    He hung up the phone and Kara felt thankful
for calling Mark over. She didn’t think of the neighbor while he
ran into the woods alone. Connor then put on the outdoor hiking
boots again, knowing the terrain isn’t the best and can be
treacherous at the best of times, especially at night made
everything worse. He still wore his black long sleeves and black
pants and there wasn’t time to change into a new pair of
clothes.
    Walking into the garage, Connor grabbed
Kara’s poncho from her bag and stuffed it into his pocket. He also
walked over to his work bench and grabbed Tool. It is an
outdoorsman’s necessity. It is a tool that has a hammer on one side
and a sharp hatchet on the other. It is made of solid metal as is
its shaft. Sliding the shaft of Tool into his pants belt loop, he
thought. “I hope that I don’t need this,
but just in case I’d better keep it close. Thank goodness I
sharpened it last night and…” Connor looked into the
bleak and cloudy sky becoming more engorged once again and
thought “I need to get going before it’s
too late and her tracks wash away.”
    Finally he was off. Connor raced silently
across his own yard, crossed the road and ran to the exact spot
where he last saw Sarah in just a few moments. When he found where
the leaves of a tree had broken from someone violently pushing
through, he took off following her footprints as quickly as he
could without losing her trail.
    He