“This is where the map shows we may be.” Jack was using his knife to illustrate a crude map on the ground. “That means the old Institute ruins would be about fifty to sixty miles to the West. The time it should take us to reach about midway to the ruins, shows a cave up in the foothills that could be a needed refuge. Once we are around the foothills of the mountains, it shows a river running and a blank on the other side and a bit to the South. When this map was drawn, the other side of a wide river was where the “Greenies” lived.
“They or their descendants may still live there.” Brother Amos"s voice sounded harsh. “No one knows for sure what happened over the centuries. What does it show to the North?”
Jack raised his eyebrows and gave a crooked smile. “It shows trails to Beltran and th
