I'm basically 36 hours after aliens came and abducted up to 70% of the world's population and 12k words in. They're driving back to Chicago from the middle of Death Valley, which is where they were when it happened. Except, not long outside Denver... the car is about to go kaput and tempers are going to start getting frayed, which is when the really good stuff starts to happen...

My soundtrack is generally the snooker world championships, though, because my boyfriend is a 31 year old grandpa.