We reached the interstate as the sun was almost directly overhead. I hadn’t noticed this the night of the light, but at the horizon there was an abandoned car heading south and, a bit closer, an abandoned truck pointed north. I wondered where the people had been going and where they were now. I felt gratitude for Jonah and East. They saved us that night. Had they not taken us with them, where would we be now? How would we have survived? The answer was, truthfully, we probably wouldn’t have survived. If we had decided to leave the interstate and go east, the first house we would have come to would’ve been Mick’s. I shook my head trying to shake out the thought.
“You okay?” Jonah asked.
I hadn’t realized he’d been watching me.
“I was thinking what would’ve happened to us had you and East
