She let out a heavy breath. “God. It’s been months. About four or five I would imagine.”
“That’s awful… Well you can have a good night’s rest tonight, knowing I’ll be out on watch.”
She knew that was her own personal struggle, and figured it might be hers to. 
Georgia. She thought to herself, how far. "Why New Orleans?" She didn’t know why anyone would want to head down to a...
“Well…” Abby began. “I’m from Savannah originally. But when this all started, I was heading there from New Orleans."