“What do you do when you stop running, Spence? What do you do when whatever it is you’re running from isn’t there anymore?” She smiled. “You start to rebuild. That’s what they’re doing. That’s what they were reporting on the television that day.” She jabbed her finger at the gateway on the opposite side of the motorway. “They’ve outlasted the end of the world, and so they’re preparing themselves to build a new one.”
