“Nooooo!” And without even realizing it, I was running again. Out the door and down Addie’s front yard.
I heard Addie calling to me. But I didn’t stop or look back.
Once again I ran without seeing, my mind a blur. I ran the whole way home.
What would I find there?
Would my brother try to attack me again? Would he still be a wild, raging animal?
I fought back my fear. I knew I had no choice. I had to be there. I had to save Peter. I had to be home when Mom and Dad returned. To warn them. To
explain to them.
As I turned the corner onto our block, I heard a sharp animal cry. A dog bark. Without slowing down, I turned and saw our neighbor’s large gray
German shepherd racing after me.
“No, boy! Go home! Go home!” I pleaded.