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Chapter Thirteen: Nocturnal Events
It was starting to get dark. Ashley had nodded off to sleep on Bob's shoulder as Patty continued to drive towards town. Bob felt like he was going to go to sleep too, but Patty nudged him awake.
"Look where we are," she told him, pointing out in front of them.
Bob squinted to see what lay ahead. It looked like...a town! They had made it! Bob gently started waking Ashley up from her sleep.
"Ashley, look," he told her. "We made it to a town! We can get help here!"
"Huh? What?" she asked sleepily. "We're here?"
"You better believe it!" Patty chuckled. "Where do ya'll want dropped off at? A towing company?"
"I guess so," Bob answered. "If that's all we have to work with."
"They should help ya out just fine," Patty assured him, turning right at a green light. "I used to live here, so I know where I'm goin'."
They arrived at this towing place called "Tom's Towing". The three of them got out, Ashley still half asleep, and walked up to the front door. Bob was wondering if this guy would be awake at this hour.
"Uhh, Patty? Don't you think this Tom guy might be asleep?" he asked.
"Shucks, of course not!" Patty laughed. "Ole Tom's always awake. Sometimes I wonder if he's part raccoon."
To be polite, Bob gave a little chuckle. He was starting to get uncomfortable in the strange surrounding and grabbed a hold of Ashley's hand. Actually, she wasn't to comfortable here either, but they had to get help for their friends.
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Lawson was still very upset with Ashley Q. for pushing him out of that tree and nearly getting him eaten alive by some wild mountain lion. He made his point quite clear by refusing to talk to her at all. Since it had gotten dark, both of them were resting by a huge tree--one on each side of course--and were trying to get some sleep.
Ashley had never been in the great outdoors for such a long time before, much less stay the night out there. She was absolutely scared to death as she heard one strange sound after another. And she was starting to get a little cold as well. Lawson on the other hand had gotten to sleep rather peacefully, hands behind his head for comfort, and his hat pulled down over his eyes to block the moonlight.
Ashley decided that she had best TRY to get some sleep, no matter how noisy it was out here. She relunctantly leaned back on the mossy oak tree and laid her head against it. She had just closed her eyes when suddenly she heard something moving in the bushes in front of her. She popped her eyes open. If it was another mountain lion...oh, it was just a stupid porcupine. Wait a minute...PORCUPINE?!
Being the natural idiot she was, she of course didn't realize how dangerous porcupines were. Getting aggravated with its presence, she tried shooing it away with her hand. When that didn't work, she actually started kicking at it.
"Get away from me, you ugly creature," she whispered to it, as if it would actually listen.
The porcupine didn't appreciate being kicked at. In fact, it got really mad. When Ashley started waving her hands at it again, it turned around and WHACKED it with its tail, leaving three quills in the palm in her hand. The scream that followed would've woken a deaf man. Lawson jumped at hearing her shrieking and turned around to see what her problem was.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked. "Some of us are trying to sleep."
Ashley started crying. "That porcupine hit me!"
Lawson took a glance at her hand. Yep, it had three quills stuck in it. And boy did it sting! She started crying even more, until at last Lawson decided to help her get them out--partly because he felt a little sorry for her, and partly because he wasn't ever going to get any sleep with her bawling like that.
"Hold still," he told her, as he took her sore hand. "I'm goin' to try pullin' them out."
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The wolves were really getting angry. One had even jumped on top of the van and started pawing the roof. Another was busy trying to hop on the hood. They looked REAL hungry...
"Vince, what are we going to do now?" Ashley B. asked worriedly.
"I don't know," he sighed. "I just wish everyone would hurry up and come back. I am seriously worried."
"Yeah, me too."
Ashley jumped when some of the wolves started howling. Most people would have said it sounded beautiful, like they were singing to each other. But right now, it sounded deadly...
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Chapter Thirteen: Nocturnal Events
It was starting to get dark. Ashley had nodded off to sleep on Bob's shoulder as Patty continued to drive towards town. Bob felt like he was going to go to sleep too, but Patty nudged him awake.
"Look where we are," she told him, pointing out in front of them.
Bob squinted to see what lay ahead. It looked like...a town! They had made it! Bob gently started waking Ashley up from her sleep.
"Ashley, look," he told her. "We made it to a town! We can get help here!"
"Huh? What?" she asked sleepily. "We're here?"
"You better believe it!" Patty chuckled. "Where do ya'll want dropped off at? A towing company?"
"I guess so," Bob answered. "If that's all we have to work with."
"They should help ya out just fine," Patty assured him, turning right at a green light. "I used to live here, so I know where I'm goin'."
They arrived at this towing place called "Tom's Towing". The three of them got out, Ashley still half asleep, and walked up to the front door. Bob was wondering if this guy would be awake at this hour.
"Uhh, Patty? Don't you think this Tom guy might be asleep?" he asked.
"Shucks, of course not!" Patty laughed. "Ole Tom's always awake. Sometimes I wonder if he's part raccoon."
To be polite, Bob gave a little chuckle. He was starting to get uncomfortable in the strange surrounding and grabbed a hold of Ashley's hand. Actually, she wasn't to comfortable here either, but they had to get help for their friends.
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Lawson was still very upset with Ashley Q. for pushing him out of that tree and nearly getting him eaten alive by some wild mountain lion. He made his point quite clear by refusing to talk to her at all. Since it had gotten dark, both of them were resting by a huge tree--one on each side of course--and were trying to get some sleep.
Ashley had never been in the great outdoors for such a long time before, much less stay the night out there. She was absolutely scared to death as she heard one strange sound after another. And she was starting to get a little cold as well. Lawson on the other hand had gotten to sleep rather peacefully, hands behind his head for comfort, and his hat pulled down over his eyes to block the moonlight.
Ashley decided that she had best TRY to get some sleep, no matter how noisy it was out here. She relunctantly leaned back on the mossy oak tree and laid her head against it. She had just closed her eyes when suddenly she heard something moving in the bushes in front of her. She popped her eyes open. If it was another mountain lion...oh, it was just a stupid porcupine. Wait a minute...PORCUPINE?!
Being the natural idiot she was, she of course didn't realize how dangerous porcupines were. Getting aggravated with its presence, she tried shooing it away with her hand. When that didn't work, she actually started kicking at it.
"Get away from me, you ugly creature," she whispered to it, as if it would actually listen.
The porcupine didn't appreciate being kicked at. In fact, it got really mad. When Ashley started waving her hands at it again, it turned around and WHACKED it with its tail, leaving three quills in the palm in her hand. The scream that followed would've woken a deaf man. Lawson jumped at hearing her shrieking and turned around to see what her problem was.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked. "Some of us are trying to sleep."
Ashley started crying. "That porcupine hit me!"
Lawson took a glance at her hand. Yep, it had three quills stuck in it. And boy did it sting! She started crying even more, until at last Lawson decided to help her get them out--partly because he felt a little sorry for her, and partly because he wasn't ever going to get any sleep with her bawling like that.
"Hold still," he told her, as he took her sore hand. "I'm goin' to try pullin' them out."
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The wolves were really getting angry. One had even jumped on top of the van and started pawing the roof. Another was busy trying to hop on the hood. They looked REAL hungry...
"Vince, what are we going to do now?" Ashley B. asked worriedly.
"I don't know," he sighed. "I just wish everyone would hurry up and come back. I am seriously worried."
"Yeah, me too."
Ashley jumped when some of the wolves started howling. Most people would have said it sounded beautiful, like they were singing to each other. But right now, it sounded deadly...
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