He leaned his head against the cool glass and watched the lush green fly past him as they drove through the country

He kept trying to remeber how they ended up there, on a bus, in some foreign land.

Beside him Abby let out a loud sigh, and moved around in her seat so she was comfortable, her head on his shoulder as she forced herself to sleep

They'd been driving for a long time

Luka was afarid to close his eyes. Afarid of being there, of things and people who would bring back memories. Memories he didn't want right then