Moving everyone was about what I expected. The women were used to hardship but they knew where they were going was better than where they had been so their spirits were good. They were better at moving in the woods then most people were prior to PowerDown but they had no idea how to move as soldiers. They didn't have their eyes where they needed to be. They were wary rather than watchful.
When we stopped to take a break and Carol sought me out. Everyone knew something was going on between us. That was obvious from the way their eyes tracked the both of us. That was probably the biggest problem I had with living in close quarters with people. Everything became amplified. Emotions echoed and ricocheted. It was annoying.
She sat down next to me and said "I'm sorry."
I told her "Not a problem." and smiled. She looked at me, searching for clues I suppose on how to play it. Then with the directness I always admired in her she dug into her bag of belongings, well mostly other peoples belonging she had looted on our way out. She dug out a small t-shirt and handed it to me. This is Zane's. Then she began reciting her facts:
"He is 4"5' and he is skinny. He has blondish brown hair and he always looks tan."
"No kidding" I thought.
She continued "He has a four inch scar on his right arm from when we were crossing all those fields. Damn farmers love barbwire. I was lucky. We still had some neosporin left. Plus he was healthier then. I am pretty sure he is in West Virginia now. Some Army Colonel has his own private kingdom out there. He has tie ins to the Brethern and a few other groups including what is left of the government. He supposedly isn't a slaver or a racist. He just wants young men like my son to raise. I heard talk that he wants to build a new Sparta whatever the hell that means."
She stopped. I thought she was done so I got up. As I did she grabbed my arm and then let go of it just as quickly. "It was daytime and she could see my eyes now" I thought. Then the anger went away when I saw the need in hers. "Find my boy G. Please."
I bit back what I wanted to say and instead gave her what I hoped was a reassuring grin and said "Sure." Then I told everyone else "Lets move."