Getting away was hard. But, moving forward was harder. We drove all night to get far from the house. We only stopped once the car ran out of gas, so we pushed it into the small wood next to the road, and covered it in small branches, and brush to blend in. "Ok. As long as we keep switching out cars, we should be safe." I said when we finished. "Yeah. But, where can we go that's safe?" he asked. "We go to the authorities. And turn them in." I said swinging my backpack over my shoulder. "You're really going to turn in your sisters? You know you're also one of them. They just might lock you up too." he said as we started walking. "I know. But, with what my sisters did, they're not going to jail for." I said. He stopped, and from behind me asked, "And you're ok with that?" making me stop. "It doesn't matter if I'm ok with it or not." I turned to look at him. "They did bad things. Hell, I did too. But, we all need to pay for what we did." I turned back and kept walking, and the conversation stopped at that. It took a few miles of walking and two rides from strangers, that we ended up at a motel. With the money we had, we got a room, and settled for the night. "Ok, we're three states from DC. We can steal a car tomorrow, and if we keep up on the driving we can get there in a few days at least." I said sitting on my bed. "Ok. But, won't they be hunting us? You did kill the little girl, and let me escape." he said....