So that's it.

Harold had been with Frannie since the Captain Tripps outbreak started. They'd traveled literal miles together.

And it had all been a lie. She'd just pitied poor Harold Lauder, the loser kid with no friends.

Now they were in Boulder, the Safe Zone. She didn't need to pretend anymore. Frannie had gone off to share an apartment with that redneck Stu. Leaving Harold alone, telling him to find friends his age.