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[nativefloridian]

In the back of the humvee, Beck bit back the urge to tell the driver to hurry up yet again. Heather was bundled up in his arms; he’d gotten her to drink a little water and she’d just finished a bit of bread. He looked out the window, seeing that they were still twenty miles from Jericho. The potholes weren’t helping their time, either.

Just then

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[shirleyann66]

Oooh... *sniffle* (again).

But I'm glad she felt safe enough to sleep. :)