we finally managed to escape somehow, i don't remember if it had anything to do with the boat or the foam cup. we were driving away through the pier really fast. we knew everyone was looking for us. i ducked down because my uncle was driving by. we thought if we could get out of cape breton we'd be home free. but it was really hard to get out of the pier.
we holed up in a house, cops came in and i thought it was all over, but we invented some crazy and confusing scheme to trick them into thinking we were someone else. i pretended the other girl with us was my mother. we get the cops thinking that one of us was a criminal, but not all of us, and the proof was buried in the floorboards. that ought to buy us some time.
