Chapter 3 - Red Hope @ redhope.net

she waited until Cameron had the duffel and backpack in the truck. Last, she tossed the Remington
shotgun onto the bench seat.
Sarah back stepped once when the terminator faced her again. "Keep me posted on what happens,
right"
Cameron could appreciate why Sarah wanted news. She just nodded.
"Alright," Sarah murmured and folded her arms. She took one step away. "Good luck." She turned and
headed back for the cabin.
Cameron turned to the truck but only had her right foot on the truck's black running board before she
heard Sarah's voice.
"Wait," Sarah called. She'd made it halfway to the front door but came back to the terminator. She
reached around to her neck once she was in front of Cameron.
The terminator was curious about the hidden necklace that Sarah freed and now brought to her. She
wasn't sure what to say but could tell Sarah wanted her to bow her head. So she did that and nimble
hands went to the back of her neck and hooked the necklace.
"It's a Saint Christopher necklace," Sarah explained, "I'm not sure how religious you are, but he brings
protection to those on journeys."
Cameron lifted the pendent that rested on her collarbone. From the upside down position, she read the
pendant's inscription that said 'Saint Christopher protect us'. She lowered it and focused back on Sarah.
"It... it was my mother's, and she handed it down to me." For once, Sarah read confusion on the
terminator's face, and she quietly explained, "You'll need it more than me."
Cameron wanted to correct her charge and tell her that she could handle the Reese Brothers. But she
concluded that such words may hurt Sarah, who was genuinely concerned for her. She softened, which
caused her ice blue eyes to warm, for the first time. "Thank you."
Sarah couldn't say anything back because she was surprised by her own actions. She faintly nodded
then headed for the cabin again.
Cameron briefly watched her charge go then she climbed into the pickup truck. She didn't understand
why she disregarded her normal habit to correct somebody because she rarely cared about somebody's
reactions. She just merely spoke the truth. But this time, she accepted Sarah's gift and thanked her.
Cameron would have to think this out while she drove back to Los Angeles.
Sarah went back to Cameron's bedroom and mindlessly stared at the magazines and gun. Distantly, she
heard the Power Stroke's whistle then the diesel truck traveled away. Sarah dropped her head against
the doorframe and shut her eyes. The only question she was left with was why did this all happen, to
her
To be continued.