All That's Left in the World (All That's Left in the World, #1)

by Erik J. Brown

Who knew it would take longer to gestate a tiny human than to destroy the world?

“You have to back up. I don’t think you have enough road to get to eighty-eight.” For just a second he looks concerned, and I’m so ready to punch him. Then his smirk returns. He shifts to drive and says, “Roads? Where we’re going, we don’t need roads.”