When the hands on the clock read noon, Bailey began to grow concerned, pacing the small kitchen and checking on her makeshift meal. With nothing to directly occupy her, she began to contemplate their situation and the events of the last few days and weeks. Quickly realizing worrying over her brothers was a lost cause, she purposely steered clear of that topic, and considered what might be taking place back in Midland instead.
Recalling their last trip to Wal-Mart probably the most popular store in town, it had been quite a shock to see so many of the shelves emptied completely. Of course, there had been a shortage, even before news of the snowstorm had spread. Having the bad weather had only added fuel to the fires. Staring into space for a moment, she wondered if Mark really had stayed at his post until the last burger had been served, shaking her head at the very idea of such a thing.