Rising: Parables From The Apocalypse - Dystopian Fiction - Plot & Excerpts
Christa and Leekasha drove for six days. Initially they started north, but then went east for a while and back south again, whenever the mood took them. They took turns driving, and switched cars over a dozen times. It was easy. It was easy convincing people to switch cars with them. So, they switched, and the people loved their new car. They didn’t care what it was, and most importantly, they didn’t report it stolen. So Christa and Leekasha drove, and they talked. They talked a lot. “You know,” Christa said, “they’re going to find us eventually. We just can’t keep running forever.” “You ever see the movie Thelma and Louise?” Leekasha answered. “Yeah, of course I did. Long time ago. The book was better.” “There was a book? I didn’t even know there was a book. Either way, it doesn’t matter. They ran and ran and did all sorts of crazy stuff. They didn’t worry about getting caught. At least, not that much. They just ran till they got tired of it. Till they had enough.”
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