THEIR NAMES WERE ROGER and Savanna Aldiss, Clara Bonner, Landon Tyrese, and Joe Harmon, and they, like Red and Charlotte and the remaining Shambhalans, had so far survived the worst the Flashback could dish out, and this with only a handful of weapons and other gear and an old hay truck. Unlike the Shambhalans, at least until the very end, they had learned how to work as a cohesive unit, and had versed themselves in the laws and the language of this new world as though they’d been born to it.
And yet they broke into tears regardless of their hardness and experience the moment the Wagon Train came into view, as did Red and Lonny, for the abandoned but well-maintained militia vehicles left behind by the Nazis were as much news to them as they were the newcomers. And yet even amidst their ce
