Hunter of the Sea: Chapters 4-6

Chapter 4-Amarillo? Isn't That a Kind of Anteater?
May 15th, Saturday 5:00 PM

The cab lurches to a stop. I nearly lose my lunch.

"Guys, we need to stop and rest" , I say , getting out of the cab.

"Agreed", says Tori , handing money to the driver. We walk around.

"Where are we?" , Andy asks.

"Amarillo, Texas" , answers Rick.

"Amarillo? Isn't that a kind of anteater?"

"Well, yes , but-"

"So we're in an anteater's stomach?"

"No!" Andy bursts out laughing. I giggle along. Soon, we're all laughing like crazy. Eventually, our hearty bursts of laughter turn into weak giggles , then we stop.

"Come on", I say. We walk to a small neighborhood.

"Fight's coming on, guys , get ready" , I feel like saying. But they knew. They are taking out their weapons. I pull off my headband and it turns into Winner. I look around.

"Why, hello , dears!" I jump five feet in the air, and spin around. A woman was there.