If they were leaving in the morning, they had a lot of work to do to get ready to go. Ronnie’s trips to the neighborhood across the interstate had bulked up their food supply, but they wouldn’t be able to take everything with them when they went. The shopping cart they had used earlier was gone—the others took it with them when they left, almost a week ago now, and there would have been no way to bring it along, anyway, if they were going to ride the ATVs.
The orange ATV had a pair of compartments above the rear wheels, almost like built-in saddlebags. They wouldn’t hold many cans or boxes, but Bree suggested putting clothes and bedding there and using the backpacks for food. “You can really tuck things in,” she said through gritted teeth, forcing her extra clothing down into the bottom o
