Talon Square, Brigham City
13 days from infection.
A six-inch cushioned bed was better than the barracks in the camp. His body felt a sensation of sleep as he fell to it. He hugged a pillow and dug his face into it. He suddenly missed home.
The room seemed mundane but functional. A TV, one bathroom, and a sink, a small dining table with two chairs in the corner. It's functional. But it's a waste of virus bombs. Only a few people would come here.
Then it struck him.
If you are traveling from other states via interstate highway, the Talon Square was the first touch of Brigham City, and the converging highways accommodated Northward, Eastward, and Westward routes if one desires to just pass through.
