[It wasn't much, that simple agreement, but it was something. Graham still had no clue how the hell he was supposed to explain Clem and the baby; Lore told him that was best left until later, though. Once they were clear of the dead folk, and he agreed. The boy had enough to absorb right then, didn't he?]
Okay. [The town was up ahead, and towns had doors. Lots of doors. Didn't take long, driving in silence, and he felt real sure that they'd find a way out. And, too, he didn't feel all that bad about going back.]