" We need to get out of the road. Why Papa? Someone's coming. Is it bad guys? Yes. I'm afraid so. They could be good guys. Couldnt they? He didnt answer. He looked at the sky out of old habit but there was nothing to see. What are we going to do, Papa? Let's go. Can we go back to the fire? No. Come on. We probably dont have much time. I'm really hungry. I know. What are we going to do? We have to hole up. Get off the road. Will they see our tracks? Yes. What can we do about it? I dont know. Will they know what we are? What? If they see our tracks. Will they know what we are? He looked back at their great round tracks in the snow. They'll figure it out, he said. Then he stopped. We need to think about this. Let's go back to the fire." " What woke the boy was him grinding the coffee in a small hand grinder. He sat up and stared all around. Papa? he said. Hi. Are you hungry? I have to go to the bathroom. I have to pee. He pointed with the spatula toward the low steel door. He didnt know how to use the toilet but they would use it anyway. They werent going to be here that long and he wasnt going to be opening and closing the hatch any more than he had to."

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