Evelyn Ford looked at Ethan Dawson. "Your farm had so much gasoline. Did it all get flooded?"
"You want gasoline? Sorry, by the time I was getting ready to come over, they were already loading the gasoline onto a truck. When they saw me leave, they probably decided to leave as well."
Quincy was shocked. "Leave? The roads outside have all collapsed, how can they leave? And the rain is so heavy now, you can't drive. Never mind a truck, even a tank couldn't handle this."
Evelyn Ford had originally planned to go collect the gasoline from Ethan Dawson's farm, but after hearing what he said, she abandoned the idea.
"I'll ride back and see if they've left. If not, I'll bring a few barrels over."
Evelyn Ford waved her hand. "No need. Let them have it."
That night, Evelyn Ford stored the horse in her space. When Ethan Dawson asked about it the next day, Evelyn simply said she had set it free. Although Ethan Dawson felt it was a shame, he didn't say anything.
