That morning after Simeon prayed, he told us he felt he should go see Ty and Roberta. “All right, but I’m going with you,” I said.
“What? What if we both get picked up? That will leave Grandpa and the girls.” Simeon shook his head. “No, you should stay here.”
“It’s like this,” I said. “When Mom and Dad got picked up, they were each alone. I think we will have a better chance of making it if we stick together.”
Simeon looked relieved but tried not to show it. “I never thought of it that way. OK, what’s your plan?”
I was thinking, I thought you had a plan, but did not say so. “First tell me what you have seen from the lookout.”
“It does look like they are using drones. I could barely see the little thing in the air zip by someone before a truck pulled up. There are not many people out, so it took a while before there was anyone to watch. It looks like the drones have a regular patrol over the town. They must detect body heat, because one time I saw a drone zero in on a deer, but the deer scampered over the hill and the men in the truck couldn’t see anything when they got there.”
“That gives me an idea.”
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