Day 13

'Get off, get off!' said the man. From Fin's point of view, on the parka on the step, he was huge. The man kicked him again, this time lower down, near where Fin thought his appendix might be. Imagine if it ruptured, here, on the street. 'Aw, lay off, Danny,' this was Selema. She was awake now too, waving her arm drowsily at the man, Danny. 'He's from school. He's harmless. Carries a thermos.' Danny grunted, looking at Fin, not Selema. 'I'll be back in a couple hours,' he said, 'and I just might bring Barney, so there'd better not be...trouble.'