We finally hit the edge of town two hours later. From there it was easy to see that this end of the freeway was no clearer than the other. I sighed heavily.
“This just doesn’t get any easier, does it?” I asked rhetorically.
As I expected no answer came, human or metaphysical. I just shook my head and continued forward with Marcus and Johnny practically glued to my sides. I lifted my arm around their shoulders not really caring that their shorter legs were slowing me down. They seemed as unwilling to let me out of their sight as I was to let them out of mine.
Out of habit I glanced behind me to see where everyone was. Cynthia was meandering along behind watching our backs; although to be honest it looked like she was more muttering to herself than keeping a look out. Arm in arm Erin and Benjamin were walking together speaking to each other softly. It was a bittersweet sight that caused my heart to twist as images of Darren and I doing the same thing flittered through my brain.