but I know that my eyes aren't so bad that they'd lie to me about seeing a young brown-skinned boy walking along the road. At 2;30 in the morning
(Talking to self)I poked my head up to get a better look at him and his car. He said son this is no time for games he asked if I was from Flint, how could he know I'm from flint bud always wonder how grown folks new so doggone much.
(Buds thoughts) He stood up, turned his back to me, then ducked inside the car. A second later the man came back with a brown paper bag and a big bottle of red pop.
Something told the rest of me to slide my suitcase deeper into the weeds and walk out. The man stayed squatted down and the man said, "I knew I saw something. A deal's a deal so I'll go get your food, all right?
Don't belt it all down on the first pull. There's plenty here."
He handed me the bottle of red pop. He must've had it sitting in ice in the car, it was cold and sweet and delicious
Sure just get in the car first.
He snatched the bottle out of my hand, grabbed my arm, walked me over to the passenger's side of the car and started to open the door. I was glad I was going to be getting a ride but I said, "Sir, I left my suitcase over in the bushes, can we please get it?"
While Bud was in the car the man went to grab his suitcase. Then bud looked behind him and saw a box that was labeled urgent Human blood.Once Bud realized the man was a vampire he locked his door locked the drivers door and hit the gas.