Morning returned to Route One with more traffic than usual.
The two Pillboxes beside Ramp Four continued watching the roads while soldiers moved between the receiving station and the warehouse. Several recovery trucks already waited inside the compound, their cargo beds filled with sealed containers, damaged equipment, and materials brought in during the night.
More vehicles were coming.
Route One had changed in smaller ways too.
The covered receiving area still held the newest arrivals, but the people who had stayed longer were beginning to use the space around it for more than sleeping and waiting.
Several families had turned an unused strip of ground along the safe side of the warehouses into small garden plots. The soil there was shallow, and parts of the yard were still covered in concrete, so damaged wooden crates, storage bins, and drums cut lengthwise had been filled with soil instead.
Thin rows of green had started appearing inside some of them.
