Kyle looked to be in a lot of pain and crying.
Part of me wanted to shout to John to stop the car so that we could help Kyle, but a larger part of me was too scared. I ducked down in my seat so they couldn’t see me and stayed like that until we were well out of town.
By the time we got going again it was already late in the day. I don’t know when we stopped for the night; I just remember having dinner in the car while we drove on and then waking up the following morning.