"Slim Jims are pretty much the same. Beer, its lost its kick, but I drink it from time to time. Coffee, don't even ask. I think you could run your car on that stuff. Fountain drinks, like we just had, risky business." He nodded.

"I still want some underwear," she reminded him.

"OK, I can find you a store. Of course, its the only one around these parts. Other than that we just barter." They walked into the sun some more.

"Maybe I should look for some shoes too," Ellie told him as her feet walked through the dust.

"We'll see if your size is in."

"I guess I could find my shoes, perhaps, back at the motel." Ellie nodded.

"I don't know, they pretty much clean out the place, you know."

"Who?"

"Who ever 'they' are. The authorities, I suspect," Kale told her.

"Police?"

"Something like that, but you just never see them." They walked on together. It was then Ellie saw a small thicket of trees. And there was Evan's car.

"Oh my God," Ellie finally smiled. "Do you see that?" Was she seeing things.

"Yeah, its a busted car most likely," Kale sighed.

"Its not just any car, its Evan's." She bit her bottom lip, and took off running to the car.