"Wine'd be nice," Eleanor admits. "Or some decent liquor."

"We've been living off rural gas stations and convenience stores most of the time. And even those places have been trashed and looted of the good stuff. It's been slim pickings."

Not that Barbara would know, but both of them have lost weight since they arrived. There've been more than a few beef jerky and cashew nut meals, and far too many foul tasting Red Bull-esque energy drinks to wash them down with when water was scarce.