you know
that by now. BE STRONG! I love you. Dad.”
Daniels hit send. He
watched as the delivery indicator moved across the top of the screen
and paused, “Come on. Send you son of a bitch.”
And with that, it sent.
Daniels placed the cell
phone back in his pocket, this time fastening the button. He couldn’t
take a chance of losing the only connection to his family.
“Did you get ahold of
someone?”
Surprised by the voice,
Daniels glanced over at Bunker. He was gaining consciousness and
trying to sit up.
“The phone. Did you
get ahold of someone?” he asked.
“I got a text message
from my son, Ty. I told him we were okay and headed for the tunnel.”
Daniels put his hand
over his pocket and felt the smooth outline of the phone through his
shirt, “Do you want to try to call someone, Bunker?”
Bunker laughed, “Who,
my Parole Officer? If it’s all the same to you, I prefer to let him
think I’m dead.”
Daniels laughed, “What
about your daughter?” The smile vanished from Bunker’s face as a
shade of melancholy replaced it, “If it’s all the same to you,
Daniels, I think I would rather make my way down there and find out
if she’s okay for myself.”
Daniels pulled his hand
away from his shirt pocket, “If you change your mind, you let me
know, and the phone is yours.”
“I appreciate that,”
Bunker said with a nod.
The conversation
brought the other three back to a conscious state.
Daniels heard the
complaints coming from the others.
“Is everyone okay
back there?” Daniels asked.
Kaden sat up, still
drowsy from the knock to his head, “What happened?” he asked,
while blinking to rid the blurriness.
“We had a little
accident, pal. Are you okay? It looks like you’ve got a little
blood dripping from your forehead.” Daniels asked, pointing at
Kaden’s head.
“Yeah, I must have
cut it on all this glass. Where did it all come from?”
“Now, where do you
think it come from boy? Mr. Knievel almost killed us all jumping this
bus. This ain’t no action movie, ya know.” Destiny sat up and
adjusted one of her breasts, “Oh great, I think you broke my tit.”
“Sounds like
Destiny’s up.” Bunker joked.
Daniels chuckled, “I’m
sorry, Destiny. I don’t have a response to that. Will you be a dear
and check on Cecilia? It looks like she’s still out.”
Destiny sat up and
crawled over to Cecilia giving her a few pats on the cheek, “Hey
girly, girl. Wake up. Sugar Bear wants me to make sure you’re
alright.”
With a little coaxing,
Cecilia opened her eyes and reached for her forehead.
“I’m okay, my head
hurts, I think it bounced off the roof. I’ll be fine, I just need a
second to catch my breath.”
While Ceci was
regaining full consciousness, Destiny used the metal seat legs to
pull herself up, and continued to climb up to the window. She knocked
away some of the remaining glass and poked her head out of the bus.
Anyone who would have been watching from the outside would have
thought she resembled a turtle poking its head out from the shell.
She searched the area for a few seconds and dropped back into the
bus.
“What’s out there?”
Bunker asked.
“Honey, I didn’t
see nothin’ but a lot of smoke. It’s blockin’ everything.”
Daniels climbed up on
the seat, “Let me take a look,” he said as his head rose out of
the window. He spun around taking in the full 360 degrees. Destiny
was right. An immense cloud of blue smoke surrounded them. When the
bus flipped on its side, the oil must have spilled onto the hot
engine block, clouding the entire area.
Daniels dropped back
into the bus, “If everyone can walk, we need to get out of here,
while we still have cover. This may be our best opportunity. Bunker,
can you get the back emergency door open?”
Bunker pushed against
the red locking safety bar and forced the door open, “The hinges
are on the top. I’m gonna have to hold it. Let’s go. Everyone
out.”
Daniels left the bus
first with
that by now. BE STRONG! I love you. Dad.”
Daniels hit send. He
watched as the delivery indicator moved across the top of the screen
and paused, “Come on. Send you son of a bitch.”
And with that, it sent.
Daniels placed the cell
phone back in his pocket, this time fastening the button. He couldn’t
take a chance of losing the only connection to his family.
“Did you get ahold of
someone?”
Surprised by the voice,
Daniels glanced over at Bunker. He was gaining consciousness and
trying to sit up.
“The phone. Did you
get ahold of someone?” he asked.
“I got a text message
from my son, Ty. I told him we were okay and headed for the tunnel.”
Daniels put his hand
over his pocket and felt the smooth outline of the phone through his
shirt, “Do you want to try to call someone, Bunker?”
Bunker laughed, “Who,
my Parole Officer? If it’s all the same to you, I prefer to let him
think I’m dead.”
Daniels laughed, “What
about your daughter?” The smile vanished from Bunker’s face as a
shade of melancholy replaced it, “If it’s all the same to you,
Daniels, I think I would rather make my way down there and find out
if she’s okay for myself.”
Daniels pulled his hand
away from his shirt pocket, “If you change your mind, you let me
know, and the phone is yours.”
“I appreciate that,”
Bunker said with a nod.
The conversation
brought the other three back to a conscious state.
Daniels heard the
complaints coming from the others.
“Is everyone okay
back there?” Daniels asked.
Kaden sat up, still
drowsy from the knock to his head, “What happened?” he asked,
while blinking to rid the blurriness.
“We had a little
accident, pal. Are you okay? It looks like you’ve got a little
blood dripping from your forehead.” Daniels asked, pointing at
Kaden’s head.
“Yeah, I must have
cut it on all this glass. Where did it all come from?”
“Now, where do you
think it come from boy? Mr. Knievel almost killed us all jumping this
bus. This ain’t no action movie, ya know.” Destiny sat up and
adjusted one of her breasts, “Oh great, I think you broke my tit.”
“Sounds like
Destiny’s up.” Bunker joked.
Daniels chuckled, “I’m
sorry, Destiny. I don’t have a response to that. Will you be a dear
and check on Cecilia? It looks like she’s still out.”
Destiny sat up and
crawled over to Cecilia giving her a few pats on the cheek, “Hey
girly, girl. Wake up. Sugar Bear wants me to make sure you’re
alright.”
With a little coaxing,
Cecilia opened her eyes and reached for her forehead.
“I’m okay, my head
hurts, I think it bounced off the roof. I’ll be fine, I just need a
second to catch my breath.”
While Ceci was
regaining full consciousness, Destiny used the metal seat legs to
pull herself up, and continued to climb up to the window. She knocked
away some of the remaining glass and poked her head out of the bus.
Anyone who would have been watching from the outside would have
thought she resembled a turtle poking its head out from the shell.
She searched the area for a few seconds and dropped back into the
bus.
“What’s out there?”
Bunker asked.
“Honey, I didn’t
see nothin’ but a lot of smoke. It’s blockin’ everything.”
Daniels climbed up on
the seat, “Let me take a look,” he said as his head rose out of
the window. He spun around taking in the full 360 degrees. Destiny
was right. An immense cloud of blue smoke surrounded them. When the
bus flipped on its side, the oil must have spilled onto the hot
engine block, clouding the entire area.
Daniels dropped back
into the bus, “If everyone can walk, we need to get out of here,
while we still have cover. This may be our best opportunity. Bunker,
can you get the back emergency door open?”
Bunker pushed against
the red locking safety bar and forced the door open, “The hinges
are on the top. I’m gonna have to hold it. Let’s go. Everyone
out.”
Daniels left the bus
first with
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