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The group had been on the road all night. Stella had attempted to get some sleep but she couldn't seem to get rid of the constant gnawing guilt of leaving her family behind. She couldn't sleep without knowing that they were safe. The girl couldn't help but regret going with Abraham. She knew that the decision was between Levi and her family and she had only agreed to go because her family would still have each other if she left. Levi would've had no one if she decided to stay.

The sun had risen, small rays of sun shining down on them. Stella sat resting her head against Levi's shoulder while trying to match his breathing in a desperate effort to steady her own.

Eugene sat quietly in the back along with Tara who had still tried to cling onto every second of sleep that she could get. Glenn and Maggie sat behind Stella and Levi and Abrahams's daughter Melissa took up a seat by her left, her dirty sneakers on the seat as she leaned her back against the window. The girl's presence would have barely been noticed if it weren't for the flickering sound of her fiddling with her knife and the music that poured from her headphones that were plugged deeply into her ears. Stella glanced over at the tape recorder and felt a pang of jealousy. Abraham himself sat behind the wheel as Rosita played with his hair.

"It's getting a little messy for you," Rosita commented with a grin

"Getting ready for retirement." The man joked. "Relaxing the grooming standards."

Melissa sighed audibly and turned the volume up further, turning her back away from the front of the bus.

Abraham didn't seem to notice. "Thinking about becoming a Plumber, a shepherd or something."

"You ain't herdin' sheep now Abraham. Eyes on the price." Rosita said.

"Damn right. That's my girl." Abraham said. "Maybe I'll let out shave me down all over, dolphin smooth."

Rosita giggled and gave the man a gentle shove. "I'll cut it for you tonight."

Melissa rolled her eyes as her tape recorder wasn't loud enough to drown out the two's flirty conversation.

"Hey, maybe Rosita can give you a trim while she's at it. Party's getting a little long in the back. Or is it your source of power?" Tara spoke to Eugene. Stella smiled and looked back to see Eugene not as amused by the idea.

"I ain't slaying a lion anytime soon," Eugene said, his face emotionless and his mouth a thin line. "I wouldn't be placing any wagers on seeing me dispatch a thousand Philistines with the jawbone of an ass."

Stella raised a brow, sharing a grin with Maggie at the man's words.

"Oh, so you'll just settle on saving the world, right?" Tara smiled.

"Yeah." The man remained a face of stone as he nodded.

Stella shifted her attention from Eugene and back to Levi. The boy smiled at her as he drew circles on the bare skin of her arm.

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