Fics like Rivers and Roads

Eddie stole the radio out of his friend’s hand. *We are stopping at the rest stop in 5 miles for Bobby’s chicken sandwiches. I’m pretty sure they have a nice picnic area* “You didn’t have to do that,” Buck said. “Why wouldn’t I?” Eddie asked. “You already made the food. I don’t want it rotting in my trunk.” Buck laughed, “Yeah, that would smell. But we could have thrown it out. I don’t want to force people to do things just because I want to.” Eddie started pointedly at the clipboard sitting on the dashboard in front of him. “That’s different!” Buck said defensively. “The clipboard is to make sure we all make it to the midwest in one piece. The roads can be treacherous.” “We’re on the interstate, Buck,” Chris jumped in, “not offroading through the Misty Mountains.” 10 days. 5 cars. 1200 miles between the beaches of LA and the point where the Mississippi snakes through St. Paul Minnesota. The extended 118 family take a roadtrip to visit Bobby’s grave and hopefully find a way to heal along the way

Fics like Rivers and Roads

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