"Everything all right, girl?" asked Sam.
"Yeah, I just threw up a little, but... all good, I feel better" she said as she sat down next to Vanessa.
Sam continued to pace back and forth with the phone to her ear, then stopped. His expression turned to a combination of anger and fright. She grabbed her cell phone and tossed it into the kitchenette.
"Damn it!" She blurted out. "The battery died!”
"What didn't you bring your charger?" Vanessa asked.
Sam smiled and started looking through the overhead bins, similar to those that airplanes have. They were scattered throughout the Caravan, perfect for storing anything, it was there where we put our suitcases because the two small closets were too full with the belongings of the former owner.
"No, no... s**t! I didn't put it away" She sh
