about the brightly-lit kitchen, packing a few

essential items and trying to keep a part of

myself asleep for as long as possible. And

then we were gone. It was as easy as that.

We had no idea what was going to happen.

We only knew we had to get away.

Realistically, it was our only chance and we

were going to take it, even if it killed us. It

seems strange now, thinking about it, but

that's the way it was. I said we should treat it

as an opportunity to get to know each other.

We were the lucky ones. Not everybody gets

the chance to be alone together. Not every

day anyway.

It was just the two of us. Nobody knew we

existed. We were all alone in the big