Chapter Thirty-One.
“SWEET HOME ALABAMA!” Safron sang at the top of her lungs, as Leon chuckled. This was the first time she had started the song to match the state game he had been playing. The day had been long, however, after finding yet another gas station on the main highway, which thankfully was at an intersection which led completely in the opposite direction to where they were travelling, so the soldier could double back on himself, before filling up in another which was off the main roads, and didn’t have much but tumble weed around it, he felt better about their situation.
He pulled off the roads, heading toward Lake Guntersville State Park, hoping there was a camping area nearby. If not, then he would find a secluded spot to make camp for the night. The light of the day had
