Without realizing it, Remy had navigated his way back to the interstate and was headed for Roanoke. It wasn’t far, and a one-stop shop like Wal-Mart would allow him to get back on the road again quicker than if he stopped at several stores for everything he needed. It was the Saturday before Christmas, though, and Wal-Mart was going to be a madhouse.
Then again, he assured himself, most anywhere would be crazy this time of the year. Best to buck up and get it over with. Once they had enough food and supplies to last them, neither he nor Lane would have to venture far from the cabin until it was time to head home.
Beside him, Braden stared silently out the passenger side window. Remy tried to think of something to jumpstart a conversation, but didn’t want to just blurt out something like,
