Joe’s POV
When William told Joe he was leaving, Joe knew he couldn’t let William go alone. The world was a dangerous place, and William was far too confident about things. Plus, with how William was talking, he sounded like he wasn’t planning on coming back.
Joe hoped to convince him differently.
So when William sneaked out of the house, Joe was right behind him. They walked forward, both carrying their backpacks over their shoulders, following the sidewalk by the light of the streetlights.
“Where are we going?” Joe asked.
“I said you didn’t have to come,” William said.
“And I said I’m coming,” Joe insisted. “I would just like to know where we are going.”
“Does it matter? We’re free now. We can go wherever we want.”
That didn’t sound all that good to Joe. He wasn’t much for sleepin
