The wagon tilts upwards along the edge of the gravel and Lara feels a stab of relief. She presses harder again on the gas pedal, and the wheels catch. She has too much gas on now and the wagon bucks as it sways out of the creek onto gravel, jumping out of the tiny lane and into a brush pile along the side of the road. The engine dies, but Lara doesn’t care. They have made it across. She suppresses her desire to cry in relief.