Bless. Smoothies and milkshakes had been her go-to in the early days, when even the idea of eating had caused her stomach to rebel. These days it wasn't so bad, but it was still a comfort.

"I wasn't sneaking," Kathy said, a touch more sharply than she intended. "I was just...going. Grabbed a bugout bag and some cash and was on my way out."

Even now the thrum of go go go go beat in her veins like a second pulse.