[b][u]Sophia and Doris[/u][/b]

Doris found a wall to lean on, the gun heavy in her hand, while Sophia held the door for the stranger and younger women to move benches through. She watched Doris from the small distance between them and wondered if today was a day she had taken her medicine or skipped it so it would last longer. 

"Where are we going next?" Sophia asked the stranger while he began dragging benches that might save their life. "Doris needs a head start."