Jinny clambered into the truck and managed to get her seatbelt on, before she curled up as tight as she could on the seat. Tears started to roll down her face; she hadn't known she could cry more today. She just stayed quiet. Honestly, she understood, a little bit. She was doing just the same thing as Mr. Richard. Her family was gone, everyone she cared for was dead. If she hadn't run into Mr. Josh and followed him, she easily could have wandered the wasteland for the rest of her life, no matter how long or short that would be.