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Paige
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Their bad luck started shortly after they arrived at “Fred’s Gas and Go” in Deer Ridge. The station had appeared promising from the outside, but on the inside, it had been ransacked. No food or beverages, no first-aid supplies, and definitely not any kind of tobacco products. The one thing left were maps. Nobody cared enough to steal them.
Apparently most people have enough common sense to understand things like road signs, thought Paige. Everyone but Tiny; the dumbass.
Henry was the first one back inside the van with the news. He sat down, then opened his empty can of chew and grimaced. “No cigars and no tobaccy; the world has truly gone to pot.”
Kylie, who was still groggy from sleeping, lifted her head from the seat. “The world is on pot? But that’s against the la
