An eight-year old boy runs from home in a carefully executed plan that somehow does not go the way he expects.

Perhaps water is a good thing to pack, even if it is heavy.

(This story contains some really old writing, but people still seem to like it, so I have restarted writing it. Still, updates may be infrequent, due to the sheer number of stories I keep writing and updating. I don't like giving up on any of my stories I have published.)