Her feelings for Evan had changed. Maybe he acted better, but how could she trust him.

She opened her eyes and stared down the long stretch of the interstate.

"What if they're already there?" Ellie looked at Evan.

"What do you mean?" He looked over at her a bit sleepily.

"I mean, what if, who ever it is, knows where you're going." Ellie told him.

"Nobody knows where we're going?" He winced.

"Oh really?" She leaned back and sighed. Her legs felt like sandbags. She really wanted to get out and walk around. "Wouldn't it be obvious to your Mom or say your brother. They could ask around, you know."

"I don't like where you're going with this." Evan shook his head.

"I know. I know, you don't. But its possibly true. And you know what else, they're looking for this very sun bleached guy and me."

"And?"

"We need to be incognito. We don't need to go to California."

"What do have against California?"

"Nothing." She scowled.

"They have beaches. There is the ocean." He kept looking ahead down the road.

"Is that all you think about?"

"No, I think about you." Evan squinted looking over at her.

"Well, then, maybe I know a place. If you'd just listen to me, it might help." She crossed her arms, again. She was beginning to think they drove from one Wal-mart to the next. There was one up head, and Evan was signaling to go to it.