Chapter 11

Madison

Element-A substance that consists of only one type of atom.

We drive on gravel for awhile and then turn onto smooth pavement. I hear the grating of the tires change to a smooth whine. I suppose the g-men are probably just driving me straight back to Bandon—it doesn’t take very long by car. I feel like I’ve wasted three days wandering around and almost dying and almost seeing my brother die…just to end up right back where I started.

The men remove my hood and unceremoniously dump me in an old office with no windows. They lock the door. A small desk lamp sits on a very old desk, and an old rolling wooden chair is shoved into the corner of the room. If my Dad made that chair, it woul...

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