The nearest house was much farther than she thought.
The country was getting wilder and the homes were farther apart.
Kris and Kiki both looked towards the sky when the thunder began. They'd both given their jackets to Hannah, whose step was growing slower the farther they went into the jungle. Kiki muttered but didn't openly bitch, probably knowing Kris had no patience for anyone insulting his mate.
Not far from the middle of the west coast, a little farther S.