The Escape

 

I had followed his instructions to the letter.  I got the boat and left it by the river, right where he said it needed to be.  I made sure I wasn’t followed.  He was to break out just as everyone was going to dinner.

He knew where the hole was in the fence, and he had studied the timing of the floodlights that swept across the yard.  It was every 18 minutes.  He had just enough time to get from the edge of the building to the fence, and then through the hole.

The problem was that it was Wednesday.  They always served meatloaf on Wednesdays.  He loves their meatloaf.