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[center][color=D9E0F9][h1]Tiffany Lyle[/h1][/color]
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[i]In Truck - On The Road to Newnan
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She honestly wasn't sure they were going to make it.

Her attention was drawn to the three injured in the truck. The boy with the broken leg seemed panicked, the other boy looked nauseous, and Ray was going in and out of consciousness. The odds were not in their favor, especially when two of their guards were now dead and one was bitten. She put her gun away and took out her bow and arrows, but she slung it over her shoulder as she tended to the boy, putting a hand on his forehead, [color=D9E0F9]"It's going to be ok, just relax.[/color] She did her best to soothe the boy, even though she wanted to panic herself. They needed to get to Newnan quickly.