It All Comes Down To Zombies: Sarah Read Online Free PDF Page B
Author: Rayne Millaray
Tags: Zombies
says he’s doing it on purpose because he doesn’t trust us. What are we waiting on?”
“Mitch wanted to cook us dinner. I told him we’d be fine with something quick, but he insisted. Said it was leftover from today’s meal, anyway. While we eat, they’re going to gather everyone in here and talk about us, so that should be fun.”
Sarah laughed.
Mitch came out carrying a tray with a couple Bud Lights, some dinner rolls, fried chicken, mashed potatoes, and corn. Sarah groaned as her mouth started to water.
“How long’s it been since y’all had a real meal?” Mitch asked.
“I dunno,” Jimmy replied. “A week? I lost count.”
“Wait, a week?” Sarah asked. “I mean, last night doesn’t count as a real meal, for sure, but it’s been a week? How’s that happen?”
“I never was much of a cook. And I’m sure not gonna go to all this trouble just for me. Last thing I ate before the zombies crashed through my kitchen window was a granola bar and a Milky Way.”
Sarah could tell he was lying, but she didn’t want to press him in front of Mitch. She trusted them as little as they trusted her.
“Well, help yourself,” Mitch said, as he placed the heaping plates on the table. “Let me know if you need anything.”
People started to file in and take seats at the tables around them. Aside from Mitch, Brad, and Clarissa, there were six families with children, a man and woman Sarah’s age who appeared to be a couple, some single adults, a teenage boy whose parents were among the missing, and a few orphaned children who were being cared for by the families and the Baileys.
Sarah and Jimmy tried to ignore them as they shoveled food into their mouths.
“Isn’t it good?” Clarissa asked, as she sat at the table across from theirs.
“It is!” Sarah managed between bites.
“So good,” Jimmy grumbled with a mouth full of food.
“Mitch is the best cook,” Clarissa said. “Can you believe that’s left over from our dinner tonight? Even reheated, it’s delicious. I don’t know how he does it.”
“Hello, everyone.”
Ralph had climbed atop one of the empty tables. Martha was standing on the floor next to him facing the community.
“Sarah, Jimmy, you just go on eating, and never mind us. We just like to talk when things happen so everyone knows what’s going on. Keeps things calm and organized.”
Once he had everyone’s attention, Ralph sat down on the edge of the table the same way he had sat on the edge of his desk in school. Sarah couldn’t help but laugh. A bit of mashed potato shot out of her mouth and landed on Jimmy’s shoulder, which only made her laugh harder. When she realized everyone was staring at her, she covered her mouth and ducked her head at Ralph, encouraging him to go on.
“You haven’t changed much, have you, young lady?” Ralph grinned. “So, nothing eventful happened today. Except that we have these two visitors. I know them both. They were my students years ago. They were good kids, for the most part,” Ralph shot Jimmy an amused look. “I assume they’re good people now. They don’t seem interested in hurting anyone, anyway.”
“I like Sarah. She seems nice.” Clarissa piped up.
Sarah smiled, her mouth too full to offer thanks.
“My wife tells me they don’t plan to stay. This is just a pitstop. Sarah’s looking for her husband. So Sarah’s going to bunk with Clarissa tonight, and Jimmy’s gonna stay with Mitch. In the morning, we’re going to set them up with some gasoline, and they’re going to head out. When they leave, the grocery team’s going to head into town.”
“Who’s going?” Brad asked.
“The list’ll be up in the information office in the morning. If any of you big, strapping boys want to volunteer, we’d appreciate it. Jeb, your family’s got breakfast duty. Any questions?”
A woman Sarah hadn’t noticed before
“Mitch wanted to cook us dinner. I told him we’d be fine with something quick, but he insisted. Said it was leftover from today’s meal, anyway. While we eat, they’re going to gather everyone in here and talk about us, so that should be fun.”
Sarah laughed.
Mitch came out carrying a tray with a couple Bud Lights, some dinner rolls, fried chicken, mashed potatoes, and corn. Sarah groaned as her mouth started to water.
“How long’s it been since y’all had a real meal?” Mitch asked.
“I dunno,” Jimmy replied. “A week? I lost count.”
“Wait, a week?” Sarah asked. “I mean, last night doesn’t count as a real meal, for sure, but it’s been a week? How’s that happen?”
“I never was much of a cook. And I’m sure not gonna go to all this trouble just for me. Last thing I ate before the zombies crashed through my kitchen window was a granola bar and a Milky Way.”
Sarah could tell he was lying, but she didn’t want to press him in front of Mitch. She trusted them as little as they trusted her.
“Well, help yourself,” Mitch said, as he placed the heaping plates on the table. “Let me know if you need anything.”
People started to file in and take seats at the tables around them. Aside from Mitch, Brad, and Clarissa, there were six families with children, a man and woman Sarah’s age who appeared to be a couple, some single adults, a teenage boy whose parents were among the missing, and a few orphaned children who were being cared for by the families and the Baileys.
Sarah and Jimmy tried to ignore them as they shoveled food into their mouths.
“Isn’t it good?” Clarissa asked, as she sat at the table across from theirs.
“It is!” Sarah managed between bites.
“So good,” Jimmy grumbled with a mouth full of food.
“Mitch is the best cook,” Clarissa said. “Can you believe that’s left over from our dinner tonight? Even reheated, it’s delicious. I don’t know how he does it.”
“Hello, everyone.”
Ralph had climbed atop one of the empty tables. Martha was standing on the floor next to him facing the community.
“Sarah, Jimmy, you just go on eating, and never mind us. We just like to talk when things happen so everyone knows what’s going on. Keeps things calm and organized.”
Once he had everyone’s attention, Ralph sat down on the edge of the table the same way he had sat on the edge of his desk in school. Sarah couldn’t help but laugh. A bit of mashed potato shot out of her mouth and landed on Jimmy’s shoulder, which only made her laugh harder. When she realized everyone was staring at her, she covered her mouth and ducked her head at Ralph, encouraging him to go on.
“You haven’t changed much, have you, young lady?” Ralph grinned. “So, nothing eventful happened today. Except that we have these two visitors. I know them both. They were my students years ago. They were good kids, for the most part,” Ralph shot Jimmy an amused look. “I assume they’re good people now. They don’t seem interested in hurting anyone, anyway.”
“I like Sarah. She seems nice.” Clarissa piped up.
Sarah smiled, her mouth too full to offer thanks.
“My wife tells me they don’t plan to stay. This is just a pitstop. Sarah’s looking for her husband. So Sarah’s going to bunk with Clarissa tonight, and Jimmy’s gonna stay with Mitch. In the morning, we’re going to set them up with some gasoline, and they’re going to head out. When they leave, the grocery team’s going to head into town.”
“Who’s going?” Brad asked.
“The list’ll be up in the information office in the morning. If any of you big, strapping boys want to volunteer, we’d appreciate it. Jeb, your family’s got breakfast duty. Any questions?”
A woman Sarah hadn’t noticed before