Liz saw the pride on Kyle's face and understood it.
"What about you two?" Maria asked.
Michael shook his head. "Nothing. I came close, at the Laundromat, but a tall girl with brown hair beat me to the coveted relief-attendant job," he said as he shot Isabel a look.
"It's okay, Maria and I will be working here tomorrow," Liz said. "We'll be out of here before we know it. How much will the repairs cost, Kyle?”
"If we were paying for them, could be as much as a thousand," Kyle said.
There were sharp intakes of breath around the table.
Kyle lifted his hand and said, "But I'm hoping that the boss will let me do the work after hours, so then it would just be the parts… just a few hundred.”
"Even so, it could be weeks before we earn that here… after we pay for food and somewhere to sleep," Max said.
"Did you guys find a place?" Liz said.
Max nodded. "There's a motel just outside of town. A room is forty dollars a night," he said.
"Just about everything we have," Maria said.
Liz quickly did the math in her head. "It would leave us with less than three dollars," she said. She shook her head. "We're not doing it. We'll sleep in the van tonight.”
"What?" Maria said.
"If we spend the money on a room, you guys will have nothing to eat. And we'll have nothing tomorrow," Liz said.
"We'll be okay," Max said. "We can get a room.”
Michael looked over at Max in surprise.
"No," Liz said, before Michael could respond.
"Tell you what, Max," Liz said. "Let's put it to a vote.”
"Out of the question," Max said.
"If you remember, you made it clear that you don't want to make all the decisions," Liz said, smiling. She turned to the group. "All in favor of getting the boys some food.”
Liz put her hand up, followed by Isabel, then Michael, Kyle, and finally Maria.
"That's the problem with democracy: Not everybody gets what they want," Liz said. Waving over the waitress, Liz watched the guys order. After the boys had finished, Liz realized she was tired. By the look of them, so was the rest of the group. Checking her watch, she saw it was almost six thirty. "We can't hang around here all night," Liz said.
"Yeah, we'll see enough of this place tomorrow," Maria said.
"We should head back to the van," Max said. He turned to Kyle and asked, "Do you think it's safe? I didn't notice when they close.”
"Five thirty," Kyle said. "If the sign was right. We should be okay.”
The group moved down the street, still attracting the interest of the few people who were on the street. There were very few people, Liz noticed, even for a sleepy little town. And no one seemed to be sitting outside anywhere… either on a porch or in front of a store. Instead, everyone she saw was either coming or going. No one was staying still or even lingering outside. Thus, they were able to make their way down Main Street without attracting too much attention.
"There," Kyle said, pointing to a large barn just past the Laundromat. When they got closer, Liz could see the johnny's garage sign. Fortunately, the place looked empty and locked up.
"I don't think anyone's here," Kyle said.
"Good," Max said.
The group made its way to the far side of the barn, where their van was parked among a bunch of old cars that didn't look like they had been running anytime recently.
And it doesn't look like they will be going anywhere any time soon, Liz thought.
Unfortunately, their van seemed to fit right in among them.
Max tried the door, which was locked; in fact, all the doors were locked.
"Dan has the only key," Kyle said.
"No problem," Max said as he placed his hand over the lock on the driver's side door. There was a click from inside, and Max opened the door.
"Alien-powers unleashed," Max said flatly, though Liz could hear the hint of humor in his voice.
Less than a minute later, the group was all in their seats.
It was just starting to get dark out, but already Liz felt like she had sandpaper on her eyelids. She hadn't had much sleep in the last two days, but even so, she knew she had had more than Max, who hadn't slept at all the night before.
Looking outside, Max said, "We should be warm enough.”
He was right. It was still in the seventies outside, and was comfortable in the van. If they would be sleeping in the van a lot in the coming months, Liz made a note to remember that they should not wander into cold climates as they got closer to the fall.
Liz heard a smacking sound, then Michael said, "Ow.”
That made Liz smile. If Maria and Michael hadn't fig- ured out their relationship yet, they would have plenty of time on this trip.
As her eyes closed, she felt Max's lips on hers.
"Good night Liz," he said.
"Night, Max," Liz said, smiling. She opened her eyes for a moment to see Max watching her. Then she stopped fighting it.
At the end of the first day of her new life, Liz Parker fell into a deep and dreamless sleep.
Max woke instantly to the sound of a flashlight tapping near his head.
Before he even remembered where he was, he lifted his right hand in defense. Then his eyes met the eyes of the man who owned the garage.
His name is Dan, Max's brain supplied.
Forcing himself to relax, Max lowered his hand and then opened the window on his door.
"Camping out?" Dan said, his face unreadable.
"I hope it's okay," Max said.
Dan glanced inside the van and took in the other five teenagers who were slowly waking up.
He shrugged and said, "There's a motel up the street.”
"We know," Max said, "But…”
Dan waved off the explanation, and then he studied the group. For a moment, something passed over his face. Then he was unreadable again and said, "Kyle, am I going to see you in forty-five minutes?”
"Yes sir," Kyle said.
Then Dan was turning away, heading back to the barn.
Max got out to stretch his legs. As soon as he was on the ground, Dan turned around and, pointing to what looked like a small shed that had been added to the side of the barn, said, "There's a studio with a shower. I'll bring you some towels," Dan said.
"Thank you," Kyle said.
Dan didn't respond. Instead, he simply walked off.
"The girls have to go to work first," Maria said as she grabbed Liz by the hand. Isabel followed. Before they got there, Dan had appeared with a stack of towels, which he handed to Isabel. Then the girls disappeared into the door to the building.
Half an hour later, the girls came out dressed and with their hair wet. Their clothes also looked freshly cleaned.
Max realized that Isabel must have used her powers for that. Well, it's not gold bars, he thought, but at least our pow- ers are good for something.
None of them had so much as a change of clothes. And even if they had the money, buying more would create a storage problem in the van. With six people taking up most of the available space, there wouldn't be much room for clothes or possessions of any kind.
Well, at least their powers would save them from hav- ing to do laundry.
When the guys approached, Liz said, "He left a pot of oatmeal on the hot plate inside. There's plenty.”
Max was surprised. Dan had given a strange teenager a job. Then the shower facilities…Though Dan was gruff, he'd given them the first real help of their trip.
Maybe things were looking up in Stonewall after all. As soon as the thought formed in his mind, Max chided him- self. They couldn't afford to get too comfortable anywhere… not until they had put a lot more distance between them- selves and Roswell.
Liz leaned into him. He kissed her, and she said, "Bye honey, I'm off to work.”
Max smiled. "Be careful. I don't like the look of the missing-person signs.”