Traversing them slowly, they had no problems. Seeing holes in the road revealing water far below or portions of the bridge collapsed was a little unne...ving. Still, I-85 was in decent shape with fewer abandoned cars than the highways Monique traveled from West Virginia."We're nearing the city," Monique warned. "We're approaching the route 285 bypass around the city. Keep an eye out as we pass. If the route we're on is damaged, we'll take the bypass and locate another way into the city."Monique. They happened to look at her. They exchanged glances and each person smiled at her. Then they’d look at her legs. She didn’t know it but they were looking at how her legs twitched. She wondered why so she looked down and saw it herself. As a result she tried to stop it from doing that. Temporarily she was able to do it but she had to wait longer and it started up again. They finally called her name. She jumped up and walked to the door. ‘Mmmmm, that is a really nice scent you have there,” said. He wasn't my father, who would ask insanely complex questions; although he was the father of a young girl. That said enough about the tenor of his inquiries.Downs helped me up and handed me my crutches. I made it to the back door with him and then he watched as I made it down the stairs."How long have you been able to do that?" he asked."There's a thing called motivation. I hadn't really tried, until today."He shook his head and then turned to walk into the back of the storage yard. I followed,. As I was sitting there Charlotte walked past, headed for the bar. She had taken some time in the shower and was dressed in her dress uniform. She looked at me sitting there and asked me if I was going up to drink. I shook my head. "No, I don't really feel like drinking tonight."She came and sat next to me. "Me neither, but after that much fire, I need sex and there's lots of men up there."I looked at her. "There's one right here too." I moved my hand to touch her leg, so warm through her.