Snatchers (Book 7): The Dead Don't Yield Read Online Free PDF

before he put her to rest. Karen had never asked how he did it. It didn't seem important.
    "I heard about your fiancé. I'm sorry about that."
    Karen was genuinely touched by Nigel's sensitive side and gave him a hug, which surprised the large man. She kissed him on the cheek and told him that she'd see him later.
    "Bye, Karen." He walked away, clearing his throat, and began whistling the theme tune to Match of the Day , a programme he would never see again.
    "See, Karen," she uttered to herself. "Not all men are dicks."
    As she went through Hill Street, heading back to the long stretch of road, Sandy Lane, she could see a couple of boys kicking a football up against a wall. She didn't know them. They looked no older than ten.
    She bypassed the boys, smiled, and tried to fool herself that she was back in the old world and that she was simply walking back to her house in Draycott Park. Her daydream was disturbed when she heard a voice squeal, "Leave me alone!"
    Karen's strides quickened and headed to where she heard the voice. She recognised the voice. It belonged to Kyle Dickson. She turned the corner and saw little Kyle, almost in tears, with two boys laughing and pointing at him. These boys looked about fourteen and Karen could tell by the body language that they were bullying the little man.
    "I thought you two were supposed to be showing Kyle around the place?" Karen called out.
    "What's it to you, sweetheart?" The thin boy that cheeked Karen was David McDonald, son of James McDonald who had been rude to Karen when she was being shown around in the Lea Hall building by Daniel Badcock.
    "Leave him alone," she sighed. She beckoned Kyle to come over and stand next to her, which he did.
    "We were just having some fun," said Charles Pilkington, an obese teenager that Karen had never spoken to before. "It gets boring round here."
    "Pick on somebody your own size," she said.
    Both boys giggled and told Bradley to 'fuck off'.
    Ignoring their comments, Karen ushered Kyle away. "Come on. There's some boys down the road playing football. Wanna see if they'll let you join in?"
    Kyle shook his head. "I'll just go and see daddy instead. Those boys are horrible; they've been picking on me ever since I got here."
    Both Karen and Kyle headed towards 19 Sandy Lane, where Lisa, Kyle and Paul Dickson were placed, and made the short walk to the house. Almost as if Paul had a sixth sense, he opened the front door before Karen and Kyle reached it.
    "Hey, you two." Paul beamed. "What have you been up to?"
    Kyle stared at Karen.
    As if she could read the boy's mind, she decided to not say anything about the bullying and said, "Not a lot. Just taking a walk."
    Kyle walked past his dad and said that he was going to play with the cars that were already in the bedroom when they were given the house. Paul never asked what had happened to the family that used to stay there. Paul didn't know if they had turned, had killed themselves in the house, or had fled. He didn't want to know.
    "Where's Lisa?" asked Karen.
    "Upstairs. Having a lie down." Paul smiled sadly. "She had a bit of a breakdown half an hour ago. I think it wore her out."
    "Poor thing."
    "Have you spoken to any of them from Vince's camp?"
    Karen shrugged. "I've hardly seen any of them, to be honest. There's over a hundred people here, about a hundred and thirty, but because there're so many houses and the area is reasonably big, I haven't really seen many from the old camp. Apart from Vince and Pickle, of course."
    "Well, I know that Rosemary's staying with Vince. I have no idea where Geoff or Kirk Sheen are, or that Washington fellow." Paul screwed his face in thought, then added, "I know that Jasmine Kelly is staying at the bottom of the road with a nice elderly couple."
    "Simon Benson?"
    "No idea. But John and Helen Waite are at 26 Burnthill Lane. That's good that they've found one another. And Bill stays a few doors down at number thirty."
    Karen was lost in thought and had suddenly