"We need to get you cleaned up." Liam says before anyone can respond, though it didn't seem like anyone would anyway. I don't complain when he lifts me and I can see over his shoulder, beyond familiar faces I see the torched house and ashy remains.
Paz's body lies within the rubble and there it will remain, surely. But I want to find Ruby's. So does Rosalyn. I can see it when she glances to the house and if I was strong enough, I'd help her. So she can have some semblance of closure. Ruby is our first lost, Paz the second, and for a few minutes, I was the third.
I let that settle as my wounds are tended.
Adam gets to work, utilizing Liam's map to get us to Wisconsin. It will take twenty three hours and fifty six minutes. 1, 612. 2 miles. It's daunting.