Part 3: Life After Curfew
“Do I need to bring TP?” Madison whispered into her phone to her best friend, Grace. “Nope! We’re stealing it from the school bathrooms,” replied Grace. “Hurry up and get down here!” Madison slid open her bedroom window and climbed down the leafy trellis to the bushes below. “Welcome to life after curfew!” Grace said in a loud whisper. “Shh!” Madison reacted, scanning the darkness. “Don’t get us in trouble before we’ve even left the yard!” “Relax, Maddie, there is NOBODY out here. Not even Curfew Officers. It’s been hours since twilight. Come on!” Grace led Madison through a labyrinth of yards, avoiding streetlights. It took a few minutes for Madison’s eyes to adjust and notice that Grace was toting not one, but two rifles. “Is the extra one for me?” Madison asked sarcastically. “Maddie, I know you don’t have a rifle, and I know you think you’re making some big statement by not getting one because you’re the one who told everyone they should get one,...