Chapter Seven
An hour later, Eric, Luke, and Dawson had still not found anyone else but they did find shelter. They came upon a small cave big enough to fit seven or eight people comfortably in.
"We may have to stay in here," Eric told the other two. "In case it rains or something."
"What about looking for our families and friends?" Dawson asked.
"One of us should stay here and get a fire going," Luke said. "I'll do that while you two keep searching."
"Good idea," Eric told him. "But first I would like to rest. We've been walking for awhile."
"Yeah, me too," agreed Dawson. "I'm tired."
"Fine, let's sit in here for awhile," Luke said.
They entered the cave and sat on the ground, leaning against the wall of the cave. Eric glanced outside, then looked at Luke.
"So, what do you do? What's your job in Connecticut?"
"I run a diner," Luke replied. "What about you?"
"I'm a minister," Eric said.
"Well, I guess God is on our side," Luke said, with a chuckle.