Viviana woke up with a start. The sun was coming in and gleaming in her eyes. She looked around, noting the mile markers on the highway. There had been a stopover for about 3 hours during the night. She'd almost had a heart attack, waiting for the bus to get back on the road.
Now she sat silently, hearing the bus driver say that within a couple of hours they were arriving at the final stop.
She hadn't decided where she would go next, thinking maybe she would head in the opposite direction to throw them off trail. She also decided she would use a different fake name and began to think of what she could use.
"It's cold, isn't it?" A voice from beside Viviana said. Viviana turned around to find a woman, just a couple of years older than herself, speaking to her.
"Yes." She said simply
