CHAPTER 20Their mood improved as the distance widened between them and the catastrophic scene. Mountains and deserts, tumble weed and lush green oases boasted a stark contrast to the congested highways and suburbs of the "Windy City." The open, rugged and foreboding land refreshed them.
No wonder they call this God's country, Amy mused. This terrain mocked the very concept of domestication. No man, or group of humans would ever conquer this territory. If the heat didn't get you, the sudden storms would, or the bitter cold nights, or the poisonous insects and arachnids. There is no taming God's country, she thought. And thank God for that, she added with a quick laugh that her partner did not notice.
Once again, Amy reached forward and turned on the radio.
"How about an oldies station, t
