Although they were all once giddy from their escape — they quickly sober up and sit in silence. "Okay, what time is it?" Mr. Hoover asks his wife and she looks at her watch, "It's 11:30. How much further?" He shrugs, "I dunno..two hundred miles...?" Frank joins the conversation, "And when does registration end?" Mrs. Hoover lets out a breath, "Three o'clock." They do the math. "It's gonna be close." Frank says and Mr. Hoover shakes his head, "No, we'll make it. We just can't stop." He looks in the rear view mirror, "No one has to pee right?" Olive thinks before she speaks up.

"Dad? What's gonna happen to Grandpa?" Mr. Hoover speaks fast, "Honey, as soon as we get to Florida, I'm gonna call a funeral home in Maryland and they'll take care of everything. Your Grandpa was smart and planned ahead, okay?" Olive nods — but that wasn't the answer she was looking for — her mother notices this and turns in her seat to face her, "Honey, Grandpa's soul is in heaven now. He's with god..okay?" Olive nods and looks out the window.

A few minutes go by in silence. Mr. Hoover drives with a determined look on his face, his wife reaches over and rubs his neck. He looks at her before looking back at the road. Olive and Frank sit side by side meanwhile Dwayne lays his head on Jace's lap — looking as the light shifts on the roof of the bus. He holds one of Jace's hands in his own. "Uncle Frank?" Olive says quietly to the man and he looks down at her, she continues speaking, "Does everyone go to heaven?" Frank sighs before he answers her question.

"That's an excellent question, Olive. Actually, the Hindus believe that you get as many lives as you want. Buddhists believe that you live many lives but at a certain point...you reach nirvana and cross the finish line. Christians believe you only get one life — they don't believe in do-overs—" Olive cuts him off, "What do you believe?" Frank shrugs, "I dunno. I haven't made my mind up. What about you?" Olive thinks about it before answering, "I think everyone goes to heaven." Frank smiles at her, "Even me?" Olive nods, "Yes!" Frank narrows his eyes, "You promise?" Olive nods again, "Yes!" She repeats and the older man ruffles her hair.

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The bus is cruising. Olive has her headphones back on but she isn't really listening to the music as closely as before, she just nods her head to the music. Mrs. Hoover points to a passing sign that lets them know how much longer they have, "Sixty one miles. What time is it?" Mr. Hoover looked at his watch, "Five of two..!" Mrs. Hoover looks at him worriedly and he grips the wheel tightly, "Don't worry, we'll make it!" She sighs, "We're cutting it close." Her husband shakes his head, "It's not even close! We'll be—"

Before Mr. Hoover can finish his sentence, a car cuts them off.

He brakes and honks the horn, "Look out, asshole!" He yells. "What happened?" His wife asks and Mr. Hoover answers, voice still loud and mad, "He cut me off!" Suddenly, the horn begins to honk intermittently. "Okay, you can stop now.." Mrs. Hoover says and her husband shakes his head, pressing on the horn to try to make the sound stop, "It's not me! This thing is stuck!" He tries to pull the horn up and it lets out a long honk. "Okay. Just leave it...!" His wife says and he listens.

It's silent before another honk comes out.

Silence.

Another honk.

Silence again.

Two honks this time.

"Maybe if you pull it.." Mrs. Hoover suddenly says as she pulls it from another part but gets a loud honk in response. She stops, "Just leave it, okay? We'll fix it when we get to Boca!" Mr. Hoover exclaims and his wife leans back in her seat, arms crossed, "Okay, fine!" The horn keeps going off and on — some short and loud while others are long and weaken in sound. Dwayne lets go of Jace's hand and covers his ears to block the sound. Jace gives him a comforting pat on his arm before tracing patterns on his arm — trying to distract him from the loud sound.

Frank turns and looks at the two, he's probably the only one in the bus that knows the two like each other, "How many days till you enlist?" He asks Dwayne and Jace answers for him, "Six hundred and twenty three — he's been counting down the days ever since he started the vow." Frank nods before speaking directly to Dwayne, "Maybe I can adopt you." Jace huffs a laugh but Dwayne doesn't respond — but his uncle's words make him feel a tiny bit better.

——

Time passes by and suddenly Mr. Hoover sees lights in the rear view mirror. His eyes widen, "Oh Jesus! I'm being pulled over! Everybody, act normal, okay? Like everything is normal. Here we go.." He pulls into the breakdown lane and stops — the horn continues honking intermittently. The trooper gets out and walks up to the drivers side. "How're you folks doin' today?" He asks and Mr. Hoover looks like he's sweating bullets, "Fine! Doin' fine!" The horn honks, "Sorry." He says quickly. Dwayne sits up as the trooper speaks again, "Having trouble with your horn?"

Mr. Hoover nods, "Yeah, a little trouble," the horn honks again, "Sorry!" It honks again, "Sorry!" Frank leans forward and speaks gleefully, "Don't apologize Rich! It's a sign of weakness!" Mr. Hoover ignore him. "Would you step out of your vehicle?" The trooper asks and that's what Mr. Hoover does — not before giving his family a worried look.

——

Reluctantly, he gets out. The trooper gestures to the back of the van, "Would you step this way?" Mr. Hoover holds a hand out, "No..!" He exclaims, "What?" The trooper asks and Mr. Hoover shakes his head, "Don't...!" The trooper furrows his brows, "Don't what?" Mr. Hoover shuts up. The trooper sees him glance towards the trunk, "You have something in your trunk?" He questions and Mr. Hoover is in full panic, "No! Nothing! There's nothing. It's just...don't open it." The trooper is incredulous.

"Sir, you realize you've just given me probable cause to search your trunk? Put your hands on top of the vehicle and don't move." He shakes his head and walks back towards the trunk, "Please! It's not illegal, it's..." Mr. Hoover pleads but the man points at him, "Sir, I'd advise you to keep your mouth shut." And that's what Mr. Hoover does — everyone inside the bus watches through the windows — worried that they would get convicted of stealing a dead body. The trooper pulls out his gun and hesitantly opens the trunk.

Mr. Hoover closes his eyes, "Well...goddamn.." Is all the trooper says before coming back into Mr. Hoover's view, "Sir, would you please come here?" He walks back with the trooper and on the ground he sees Grandpa's porn magazines. The trooper bends down and picks them up, "Don't worry, I ain't gonna bust you." The trooper says with a grin — and although relieved, Mr. Hoover is also disgusted and confused. The trooper looks up into the bus and smiles before waving at them — the family stares back, confused. Mrs. Hoover waves back. "Cute family." The trooper says.

He tidies the magazines and looks through them before coming across the one Frank had ended up buying for himself. The trooper stops grinning and looks at Mr. Hoover who just shrugs before laughing nervously.

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The trooper's cruiser pulls back onto the highway — Mr. Hoover walks back and gets into the drivers side, he slams the door. "What happened?!" Mrs. Hoover exclaims and her husband replies steely, "I'll tell you when I regain consciousness. Frank, Dwayne, Jace — get out and push."

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