Jennifer wrapped her arms around Max as he cried. She patted him and said, "Yeah, Max. Life's a bitch."<br/>She thought of her own life. Just then gravel crunched outside again. Jenn went to the window and was dismayed to see an old rusted out pick up and an elderly couple. The doors burst open and the man sniffed the air. Their voices rang clearly through the broken window pane.<br/><br/>"Nell, do you smell somethin burnin?" the old man asked in a strong deep voice.<br/><br/>The woman stepped from the truck and tugged her sweater closer around her body.<br/><br/>"John, I'm sure you do. I lit a match to cover up the stench from the fart you just filled the cab with. Oh, my God. What have you been eating?" She snapped in a shrill voice.<br/><br/>To Jennifer's surprise, he giggled.<br/><br/>Brody jumped up to look out the window too and uttered a "Wuff" of happy greeting. Before Jennifer could get a hand on him, he bounded out the back door. She had tried to hold on to his collar but he slilpped it and was gone.<br/><br/>She watched in horror as the pit charged the couple. To her surprise, the old man held out his hand to the dog and Brody sat in front of him, tongue lolling.<br/><br/>"Look, Nell, a big white one just like our old Jack. He don't have a collar and he looks like he has been on the road for a while. There is nothing worse than an old dog someone has dumped. Let's keep him." The man was joyously scratching Brody's floppy ears. The old woman joined him and knelt by his side, petting his side. Brody turned and swiped her face with his broad wet tongue.<br/><br/>"John, I believe you are right. come on, boy." she said, patting her leg for the dog to follow her. Brody hopped up into the cab and sat waiting. The couple joined him and drove off in a cloud of dust.<br/><br/>Jennifer swallowed down the lump in her throat.<br/><br/>"Good, nothing is left that can give us away. Brody was too easily identifiable and lots of people are afraid of pitbulls. I hope he is happy in his new home."<br/><br/>"Are you able to drive?" she asked Max. He still looked as if he was still drowning in pain but Jennifer knew they had to keep moving. "Are you sure you even want to go any farther with me? This last bit about someone shooting at me is new. Before they just wanted to keep me where they thought I belonged. There must be something I don't know. You have suffered enough and I don't know that you want to borrow any more trouble on behalf of a stranger. As a matter of fact, you just lay down and rest. I will go on foot when the sun goes down."<br/><br/>Max glared at her. "Like hell you will."