Wait for me
It took a lot of arguing, but I think we have a path now. It’s a wiggly line across the map, sweeping around and down to the EC through the homes of the group’s families, and then up again for a long, straight stretch to Dad’s place. I knew I’d come last, but I guess someone has to.
I have to be okay with that. I want to find my dad, I want to know he’s alive, I want to throw my arms around him again. I’m scared that I’m going to be too late, that he’ll be gone when I get there, one way or the other.
Ben tried to point out that it won’t take that long. The roads’ll be better as we head away from the city. It won’t be that bad; we’ll make it. I hope he’s right. I don’t think he is, but I hope.
I’m coming home, Dad. I’m coming. Please wait for me. Please be there.
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