With Ruby gone, things were finally peaceful. Though it was a chilly night, Clover found it quite delightful to lie in the back of the truck bed looking up at the stars. You simply couldn't see stars in New York. Here, they littered the sky like a spilled jar of glitter at a nursery school.
Sure, she couldn't see the house from this position. And sure, she couldn't see which way Ruby had went. But for a few fleeting moments, it was nice to have some time to herself to simply
be and to
think. Besides, she was listening for intruders and that should be enough, right?
After Ruby had been gone for a few minutes (for that's how long Clover stayed in her horizontal position on the truck before she felt irritable and useless like she should be doing something) Clover sat up and looked around. Things just seemed way too quiet. No noise from Koln and no noise from Ruby suddenly had her on the alert.
Really, she loved the silence! But if the
lack of annoying babble from Koln and Ruby had her on edge, she suddenly realized that they must be growing on her.
Maybe just a
little, anyway.
Seeing that the house was dark, she decided that the man must have gone to bed. 'Damn, and what's taking those two loons so long?' Impatient, she stood up and hopped down from the truck.
Maybe she would go and see what Koln and Lacey were up to. Probably no good, but surely Ruby could take care of the horse and then the girl had probably gotten side-tracked.
Typical.
Doing a quick survey of the area, Clover stood at the mailbox and turned around in a full circle to make sure she was alone.
Search check!
1d20+11 → [8,11] = (19)
*Clover clenches her fist and sobs elatedly to the heavens, "Oh, I love my search modifier!"*
^.^
