The sounds of an engine rumbling and tyres turning over dirt and stones stopped just outside Damon's hiding spot, snapping him out of his daily obsession over Aila. He silently went to the open shed door and looked at the large dusty light blue truck. A woman climbed out, leaving the keys in the glove compartment, much to their luck. Although he had a sneaky suspicion, Esme could start a car without keys.
As the lady opened her front door, Finn sneaked around the side of the house, watching her before darting towards the truck. He managed to get a pair of tracksuit bottoms on and grabbed another chequered jacket sliding it on top and leaving his torso bare. Damon climbed into the truck and started it up, instantly reversing and turning it around in one go. Finn got in, and they sped off as quickly as they could down the bumpy dirt road, feeling guilty for stealing from the older woman.
