Chapter 7
All the following week, Robbie was up early each morning. He had breakfast ready by the time Brooke and Florence got up. By the end of the week, he had all his gear packed in the Jeep and was prepared to head back out on the road.
Florence yawned, stretched her arms high, then wrapped them around Robbie. “You sure you want to do this?”
“You know I have to. I have to complete Ronnie’s and my dream. We will have a civilized country once again, and we’ll all sleep better at night. You know I have to do it, don’t you?”
Florence smirked. “I know you do, but now I’ll be more afraid for your safety. I’ll try not to cry, but I will worry more.”
Robbie hugged her a little tighter. “Now let’s eat before everything gets cold.”
Between mouthfuls of dewberry pancakes, Brooke talked abou
