Celty wondered where ideal shelter would be. The welcome center, perhaps? She tried to picture the city map in her mind. No telling what else one could run into in this fog.
She didn't feel at ease sending him off alone, so turning to him, she held out a gloved hand. Did he trust her?
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She didn't feel at ease sending him off alone, so turning to him, she held out a gloved hand. Did he trust her?