PW #121: MG Contemporary: RULES FOR RUNNING AWAY

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Manuscript status: Finished

Mentor Name: Brooks Benjamin
Mentee Name: Rachel Sarah
Category: MG
Genre: Contemporary
Word Count: 30,000


One devastating secret.
Two kids on the run.
Three hours to uncover the truth.
When you’re running away to find the father you never knew, remember to bring enough change for the bus.


It’s not stealing. More like borrowing. I glance over my shoulder to the living room. I’m alone. Pulling two twenties from Mom’s wallet, I stare at the bills, then put one back. If I take too much I’ll get caught.

A door clicks down the hallway and I freeze. Any second, Mom will come out of her room and say, “Annie! Ready for school?” She doesn’t know I’ve been up for hours. She especially doesn’t know I’m running away. If, that is, I can get some cash.

Just do it! Snapping Mom’s wallet shut, I shove the whole thing into the front of my jeans and tiptoe back to my room. Safe inside, I lean against the door where the only sounds are me trying to catch my breath and my hermit crabs, Yin and Yang, scratching in the sand.

My dad is getting out of prison today. I don’t know why he’s in there, but whatever he did, he must’ve had a good reason. And I’m going to be the first face he sees when they set him free. Life with him is going to be so much better than the one I have with my mom and stepdad.

I go over my plan again: ditch the field trip, take the bus twelve blocks up Broadway, and get out at the courthouse. Leaning over, I watch Yin scramble up one of the rocks I found with Mom at the beach last week. Then, waving a little goodbye, I stand up, take a deep breath, and push Mom’s wallet into my backpack.

“Dad,” I whisper. “I’m coming.”


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