“Move,” Leo whispered.
Leo checked his compass. Bearing 212 degrees pointed directly toward the setting sun. 4.1.2 road trip
The coyote didn’t move. It yawned, showing a long, pink tongue and needle-sharp teeth, then turned and trotted into the scrub brush. As it disappeared, the check-engine light blinked three times and went dark. “Move,” Leo whispered
The odometer read miles when the check-engine light flickered on. Leo saw it as an omen. His sister, Maya, saw it as a Tuesday. showing a long
