8 Allie and Kylie
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They drove through two hours of hard and steady rain in silence until they passed a sign welcoming them to Rockford, Illinois.
“Just in time. We need gas,” said Justice, breaking the somber mood in the truck.
“And I have to go to the bathroom,” sighed Allie, who sat in the middle.
“Me, too,” said Kylie, staring out the passenger window.
“It’s going to be dark soon,” said Justice. “Let’s see if we can find a full parking lot and a toilet.”
“And no zombies,” said Allie.
“Big city like this is gonna have plenty of those,” said Justice. “This is won’t be easy.”
“So, um, how much longer until we get to Minnesota?” asked Allie, biting the side of her nail.
He shrugged. “I don’t know, we’re still quite a few hours away. Maybe six or seven?”
“I hope my sister
