7 Bryce
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The rain and hail pelted the SUV loudly as they drove to the other side of town, trying to locate Cassie’s grandparents’ home.
“Turn right at the next street,” ordered Kristie, staring at the roadmap. “We should be passing a lake soon, and then they’re only a few blocks from there.”
“I can barely see the streets,” said Tiny, turning up the windshield wipers. He leaned forward and squinted. “It’s pretty bad and I don’t want to hit any more zombies in this thing. Maybe we should pull over until the rain dies down?”
“Nah, we’re almost there,” said Kristie, biting the side of her nail. “So just keep driving.”
“At least the rain is normal,” said Paige, staring out the window. “Nothing to indicate that it’s the ‘End of the World.’ Thanks, by the way, Tiny.”
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