I'm running with Bella to get far enough from Wesley's house. Wesley lives in the far end of the neighborhood. Taxis only come in when it's a ride. Just a few more steps and we'll soon be level with the road. Luckily I knew this shortcut.

Jeffrey: Roxane! Roxanne! Hold on !

When I hear someone calling me, my first instinct is to run even faster. But I'm with Bella and unfortunately she can't run any faster. And if I wear it, we would move even more slowly.

Jeffrey: Roxane! Please wait. I just want to help you.

Suddenly I recognize the voice. It's not Wesley's. I thought it was...