<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/WYEK6.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Elizabeth Goetz<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Home, then Parking Lot of McKinney HS (Go Lions!)<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: White sheer cami top patterned with red flowers over an opaque white tank, jeans, brown calf-length boots, sunglasses on her forehead.<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>:  Vivian, Billy, Michael; all as desired.  Otherwise, continue in Convoy thread.<br/><strong><br/>"As long as we have each other,"</strong>she said,<strong>"we'll be okay."</strong>It wasn't clear if she was trying to reassure Vivian or herself.  Elizabeth picked up her broken glasses and put them in the little plastic trash bag she had hanging off the transmission lever in between the front seats.  It might be the apocalypse, but she didn't litter.  Besides, someone might cut themselves on the pieces.<br/><br/>After once again buckling in, Elizabeth waited until everyone was finally in the car, then put it in Drive and lurched away.