Chapter 23: Rudi Leaves the MistyRudi wiped the sweat off his upper lip and stared down at the sleigh he’d put together with the bed planks and rope. He wasn’t sure if it would hold, but it would have to do. He’d never been much of a handy man. He touched his upper lip again. Smooth. Then it dawned on him that he hadn’t shaved in days. He hurried to the mirror and looked at himself. He was startled by what he saw. His eyes were sunken and lit with urgency. But he was clean shaven. Baby smooth. Usually, after two or three days, he had a good red stubble going.
“How?” he asked the man in the mirror.
He went back into the room and surveyed it. His gaze stopped on the gallon of gasoline he’d retrieved from the office. He picked up the box of matches off the desk. Dreams, nightmares, usually
