Chapter 28

Lincoln was sure they were dead. But then the skies cleared, and there was an open road free of cars and fires. They shot across a bridge, and a wide, fast-moving river flowed far below them. He lifted his gaze to the rearview mirror and saw the fire and smoke growing more distant by the second.

What the?

He jolted out of shock and checked on Caroline in the passenger seat. Her eyes were closed, and she was whispering a prayer, one hand still gripping his arm. Checking the plastic mirror attached to the headrest of the backseat which reflected against the car seat, he saw Ellie was sitting wide-eyed in her car seat, her little pink cheeks covered with tears. Kirby was panting, his head darting all around the cabin. The two chickens stirred but made no other sounds.

"Jesuswe made it." He stretched his hands along the steering wheel and felt each of his knuckles crack from the tension.

"Honey, it's okay. Open your eyes."