Chapter 106

June's POV

We walked for hours before we finally found a damned gas station. It was on the edge of town, so there were other stores and motels and shit around. I was starving, but my blisters had healed just as quickly as they developed, so at least I wasn’t in pain.

I was damn dirty, though.

Zed gave me a gentle push toward the bathroom and a small smile. Though I’d been quiet and avoided talking about the shit that made me self-conscious, he had told me stories about his time in the restaurant biz that had made me laugh a couple of times as we walked. He seemed to know that I didn’t want to talk but didn’t want things to be awkwardly quiet, and he didn’t have a problem filling the silence for me.

He knew I needed to pee damned badly, because I’d started talking a bit more halfway into our long-ass walk, and we’d exchanged complaints, jokes, and laughs.

It had been sort of fun, honestly.

I used the bathroom and scrubbed my hands. In the fluoresce