Thirteen
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My steps quickened as the road switched to dirt and grass beneath my feet. The sun was gone and the temperature dropping. The deserted road would lead to my family’s home: both the home I knew for a short time as a child, and the home I had never known. The home of the family who had come to this place almost two hundred years ago.
JP and Quinn had retreated to the comfort and warmth of the van hours before when the sun dropped low in the sky and the wind began to stir. JP had lasted longer than Quinn, and when he entered, Sara exited. There wasn’t enough room for five of them in the van. Sara winced when her feet first touched the ground. Eli helped her hop out of the moving van. She walked slowly and gently at first, but now she kept pace with the rest of us. I wasn’
