suddenly
seemed to take on a new countenance, and he found himself momentarily speechless.
When he finally found words to speak, he said, “Um, yeah…we are identical…I was
worried that you wouldn’t show up. I’m so glad that you’re here.”
“Well,
to be honest, I wasn’t sure if I was going to come. I’m still not convinced
that I’m going to go through with this insane plan.”
Tyler
was overcome with panic. He needed Eddie’s help to find his brother. He looked
around to make sure he wouldn’t be overheard and then said, “You have to help.
We need you.”
“I saw
you jump into that bull pen. I don’t know if you’re brave or stupid.”
Eddie’s
attempt to avoid the subject was obvious, but Tyler couldn’t help but laugh. “I
was kinda wondering that myself after I jumped in there. No one else was around
though, and somebody had to save the kid.”
“How did
you manage to get the two of you out of there in one piece?”
“Um…I
guess you could say I have a way with animals.”
“Whatever
you did, it was pretty cool.”
“Can we
go somewhere else to talk?” Tyler hoped to convene their meeting elsewhere,
preferably somewhere far away from the rodeo grounds. “Kirby, my…guardian, is
going to be looking for me soon. If he finds me, we’re done.”
Just
then, the boy’s father walked over. He also sported a thick mustache and wore a
cowboy hat and boots. “I don’t know how I can ever thank you. You saved my son.
If there is anything that I can do for you, anything at all…”
Tyler
was ready to say that he didn’t need anything. He was just happy that he had
been in the right place at the right time, but then he looked over the man’s
shoulder and spotted Kirby. He was near the food vendors and headed their way.
He
turned his attention back to the boy’s father. “Actually, sir, this may sound
strange, but there is something that you could do for me…if you wouldn’t mind.
Do you see that man over there, in the green overalls, walking this direction?”
Tyler nodded his head toward Kirby.
The
boy’s father glanced over his shoulder. “I do.”
“Well,
you see, I was supposed to be working and picking up trash. If he finds out
that I was over here and not doing my job, I might get fired. Do you think that
you could maybe forget that you saw me and distract him for a minute or two, so
that I have time to get back to where I’m supposed to be?”
The man
smiled and gave him a friendly slap on the shoulder. “I was young once, too. No
boy wants to be stuck picking up trash at a rodeo while there are pretty girls
to see and excitement going on. I understand. Don’t you worry about it. I’ve
got you covered. You go on that way and get outta here. I’ll keep your boss
talking for a few minutes.
Tyler
grinned, thankful for his good luck. “Thank you so much!”
“No
thanks needed, young man. It’s the least I can do. Now, go on that way, behind
the trailers, and get outta here.”
“Thank
you, sir!” Tyler turned to Eddie, with a smile. “Come on. Let’s go.”
They
escaped between two horse trailers and made a beeline for the parking lot.
It
wasn’t until they had reached Eddie’s Jeep that Tyler spoke. “I need to get my
bag. I left it in Kirby’s car.” He had stowed the duffle bag, filled with
clothing, on the floor of the backseat of the car, the night before. The floor
was riddled with old McDonald’s sacks, work boots, receipts, coats, and water
bottles. It seemed the rubble had taken up permanent residence, and Tyler knew
it was unlikely that it would be cleaned up, anytime soon. He had been
confident that his bag would remain safely hidden.
“Where’s
the car?”
“It’s
parked on the other side of the lot.”
“Hop in.
We’ll drive.”
Halfway
across the parking lot, Tyler realized that he was holding his breath and had a
death-grip on the edge of the seat, as Eddie careened down one dusty lane and
up another. He prayed that no