even relevant. I just don’t know. I don’t know. But we are still the United States. We will persevere and act civilized, the rule of law...”
“Rule of law is out the window, woman. What an idiot,” Reagan chides and clicks off the radio. Dr. Krue, dear Dr. Krue, had also told her and Uma that the police and eventually the military will abandon their posts to be able to better protect their own families. He’d said that men would not report for duty, leaving their own families unprotected and vulnerable. Reagan had also not thought this would happen. She may be gifted when it comes to medicine, but not when it comes to real life. He’d been so right about so much.
It’s been almost four days since she’s spoken with anyone back home, and her mind is going frantic with worry that something could have happened to them, too. The thought of her precious family being in danger gives her the push she needs to keep going. An RV zooms past her going the other way at about ninety miles per hour if she was to guess. Knowing how the deer move in these desolate, wooded areas off of the main interstates, Reagan keeps her speed to about sixty. If she hits one, she’d rather not have it ruin the car, rendering it useless. Her sister, Sue, had hit a deer in Kentucky a few years ago and totaled her Honda.
Susan is the oldest and naturally the most serious sister. The burden of feeling responsible for the two younger sisters must have been heavy for such a young girl who’d also lost a mother while trying to find her own way in the world. For all of their disagreements over the years, Sue is the first person who Reagan goes to for advice. She is six years Reagan’s senior and acts like she is thirty years her senior. Sue is simply an old soul. She is earthy, motherly, a natural beauty with light brown, lustrous hair that lays in smooth waves. She and her husband, Derek, have two children, Arianna and Justin. They are the best kids, and Reagan loves being their aunt. Sue and the children are already staying at the farm. Thank God Derek had insisted on them going there while Sue waited for the birth of their third child. He is stationed out of Fort Campbell, Kentucky, with his younger brother whom Reagan has never met. She knows they are both Army Rangers and do a lot of secretive type missions that Sue isn’t permitted to know about. Reagan had received many a late night call from her older, independent sister when she just needed to unload her burden of stress and cry out her worries about her husband on Reagan’s ear. But she has no way of knowing where the two brothers are and whether or not her brother-in-law is safe tonight.
To feel Grams’s soft, chubby body encircle her in a safe, warm hug now means more to Reagan than anything. To stand next to Grandpa and defend their farm, their family heritage, to their last dying breath if it comes to that keeps her pushing on. And to see her sisters’ smiles again; these are the only things keeping Reagan alive and awake- functioning on some primitive, cellular level. This road trip will be like no other. There will be no monuments to stare at, no natural wonders to behold, no souvenirs to be brought home to loved ones. This road trip is life or death, the only one that will ever matter, the trip that will see her home to her family, to safety.
Chapter Three
Susan
“I just don’t understand why we haven’t heard from them for so many days now,” Sue complains for maybe the hundredth time in the last twenty-four hours. It has been almost two weeks since she’d heard from her husband Derek. She is desperate for just one word or sign that he is ok.
“Darling, now don’t you go worrying yourself. You’ll just make yourself sick, and you know it’s not good for the baby, dear,” Grams says while giving Sue’s shoulder a comforting squeeze.
They are all in the kitchen, of course. Not even Grams’s strong hand can quell the fear she feels rising in the pit of her
“Rule of law is out the window, woman. What an idiot,” Reagan chides and clicks off the radio. Dr. Krue, dear Dr. Krue, had also told her and Uma that the police and eventually the military will abandon their posts to be able to better protect their own families. He’d said that men would not report for duty, leaving their own families unprotected and vulnerable. Reagan had also not thought this would happen. She may be gifted when it comes to medicine, but not when it comes to real life. He’d been so right about so much.
It’s been almost four days since she’s spoken with anyone back home, and her mind is going frantic with worry that something could have happened to them, too. The thought of her precious family being in danger gives her the push she needs to keep going. An RV zooms past her going the other way at about ninety miles per hour if she was to guess. Knowing how the deer move in these desolate, wooded areas off of the main interstates, Reagan keeps her speed to about sixty. If she hits one, she’d rather not have it ruin the car, rendering it useless. Her sister, Sue, had hit a deer in Kentucky a few years ago and totaled her Honda.
Susan is the oldest and naturally the most serious sister. The burden of feeling responsible for the two younger sisters must have been heavy for such a young girl who’d also lost a mother while trying to find her own way in the world. For all of their disagreements over the years, Sue is the first person who Reagan goes to for advice. She is six years Reagan’s senior and acts like she is thirty years her senior. Sue is simply an old soul. She is earthy, motherly, a natural beauty with light brown, lustrous hair that lays in smooth waves. She and her husband, Derek, have two children, Arianna and Justin. They are the best kids, and Reagan loves being their aunt. Sue and the children are already staying at the farm. Thank God Derek had insisted on them going there while Sue waited for the birth of their third child. He is stationed out of Fort Campbell, Kentucky, with his younger brother whom Reagan has never met. She knows they are both Army Rangers and do a lot of secretive type missions that Sue isn’t permitted to know about. Reagan had received many a late night call from her older, independent sister when she just needed to unload her burden of stress and cry out her worries about her husband on Reagan’s ear. But she has no way of knowing where the two brothers are and whether or not her brother-in-law is safe tonight.
To feel Grams’s soft, chubby body encircle her in a safe, warm hug now means more to Reagan than anything. To stand next to Grandpa and defend their farm, their family heritage, to their last dying breath if it comes to that keeps her pushing on. And to see her sisters’ smiles again; these are the only things keeping Reagan alive and awake- functioning on some primitive, cellular level. This road trip will be like no other. There will be no monuments to stare at, no natural wonders to behold, no souvenirs to be brought home to loved ones. This road trip is life or death, the only one that will ever matter, the trip that will see her home to her family, to safety.
Chapter Three
Susan
“I just don’t understand why we haven’t heard from them for so many days now,” Sue complains for maybe the hundredth time in the last twenty-four hours. It has been almost two weeks since she’d heard from her husband Derek. She is desperate for just one word or sign that he is ok.
“Darling, now don’t you go worrying yourself. You’ll just make yourself sick, and you know it’s not good for the baby, dear,” Grams says while giving Sue’s shoulder a comforting squeeze.
They are all in the kitchen, of course. Not even Grams’s strong hand can quell the fear she feels rising in the pit of her
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