He could see his wife eyes wide and her face etched with confusion, worry and fright while her hair resembled a tumbleweed. Her knuckles had gone white from clutching a small parcel of clothes and other belongings to her chest. She sat very still in the passenger seat with her knees so close to her body that she was almost curled into the fetal position. If it wasn't for the dire nature of the situation, he could find her disposition laughable. Max glanced into the rear-view mirror to check on the children.
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