"I just came from a place like that, too," Jo nodded.

The Apocalypse had money, at least the really, really big safe house cities did, but you could get nearly anything there, in any place, city or dessert, with a basket of food. Especially fresh fruits and vegetables that couldn't be found almost anywhere regularly now, and people, especially the just flash-banged in variety, would have sold off everything but children for a directions to a safe city.

"It's different, but you'll probably pick it up pretty quickly." Survival was like that. You learned or you died. Very quickly.

And Jo thought there was something about the woman's dark eyes, and carefully chosen words, that didn't say a fast death.