the breaks and roll down my window.
“GET IN!” I scream. She has no problem obeying. She yanks the back door open and jumps in slamming the door closed and locking it. I peel out of there just as the first flesh eater makes it to the hood of the car.
“Wow….Th...Thanks,” she says clearly out of breath.
“No problem. What’s your name?” I ask.
“Tara,” she says extending her hand up between the seats.
I quickly shake it then return my hand back to the wheel. “I’m Olivia and this is Willow and back there beside you is Emily,” I say.
She looks over at Emily and smiles. “Hey there Emily. How old are you?” she asks.
“I’m not supposed to talk to strangers,” Emily says turning her attention to look out of the window.
Tara laughs. “Smart little girl you got back here Olivia.”
“Yes she is,” I agree.
“So where are y’all headed?” she asks looking from me to Willow.
“Clemmons,” I reply.
“That place ain’t safe!” she burst out.
“Wh..What do you mean it’s not safe?” I question.
“That’s where I am coming from. Those Biters are everywhere!” she exclaims.
“That is where my boyfriend is!” Wil says panicked.
I reach over and take Wil’s hand. “Don’t worry Dev is smart he will be in a safe place.” I hope.
“Drive faster Liv,” she says rocking back and forth in her seat, in complete panic mode.
I stomp on the gas urging the car forward. I am going well over ninety and this road still doesn’t seem like it will never end.
Tara puts her arm on Wil’s shoulder. “Calm down sweetheart I am sure everything will be ok.”
“How much farther?” Willow asks ignoring Tara all together.
“Not much longer, maybe another couple miles,” I say stomping down on the gas petal.
A sigh of relief escapes me when the town finally comes into view. It’s a small town with old houses lining each side of the road. With each mile down the road it seems like the houses get bigger and the trees get smaller, most cutting them down completely to make room for their yards. An old store building sits at the end of one of the roads with the white paint chipping off the outside. The spiral stairs leading up to the roof top balcony look like the slightest pressure put on them and they would come crumbling down. There is a small chain link fence that surrounds the property with a sign out front that tells the history of the store.
Wil and I had stopped by one day on a trip to see Devin and Tony and learned that the store was the first thing to be built in the small town back in 1895. This was one of the first western towns in the south. So the town worked hard to keep the store when others wanted to tear it down and build houses.
There are flesh eaters walking all around the yards. One woman is in what looks like a cafe uniform with her apron still tied around her waist. Her left arm is missing and the bottom of her jaw looks like someone ripped it off. I cringe at the sight and pray Emily is sleeping. Their attention turns towards us as we drive down the road and I can hear their excited moans as they head towards us.
I can see Devin’s small apartment building coming in to view and I try not to go faster than I already am with Emily in the car. As we pull into the parking lot of the apartments a flesh eater walks in front of the Range Rover and I step on the gas to make sure he doesn't slow us down. He hits the front of the Range Rover and Wil screams when his head hits the hood and it looks like someone slammed a watermelon on pavement. Blood and brains fly all over the windshield, I turn on the wipers and try spraying the window and it makes it worse. I pull straight up on the grass trying to make it easier to get to Devin’s apartment. The less time we are out in the open the better. I shove it up in park and kill the ignition.
“Em are you ready? You are going to have to move fast and if anything scares you just close your eyes. We will be holding your hand
“GET IN!” I scream. She has no problem obeying. She yanks the back door open and jumps in slamming the door closed and locking it. I peel out of there just as the first flesh eater makes it to the hood of the car.
“Wow….Th...Thanks,” she says clearly out of breath.
“No problem. What’s your name?” I ask.
“Tara,” she says extending her hand up between the seats.
I quickly shake it then return my hand back to the wheel. “I’m Olivia and this is Willow and back there beside you is Emily,” I say.
She looks over at Emily and smiles. “Hey there Emily. How old are you?” she asks.
“I’m not supposed to talk to strangers,” Emily says turning her attention to look out of the window.
Tara laughs. “Smart little girl you got back here Olivia.”
“Yes she is,” I agree.
“So where are y’all headed?” she asks looking from me to Willow.
“Clemmons,” I reply.
“That place ain’t safe!” she burst out.
“Wh..What do you mean it’s not safe?” I question.
“That’s where I am coming from. Those Biters are everywhere!” she exclaims.
“That is where my boyfriend is!” Wil says panicked.
I reach over and take Wil’s hand. “Don’t worry Dev is smart he will be in a safe place.” I hope.
“Drive faster Liv,” she says rocking back and forth in her seat, in complete panic mode.
I stomp on the gas urging the car forward. I am going well over ninety and this road still doesn’t seem like it will never end.
Tara puts her arm on Wil’s shoulder. “Calm down sweetheart I am sure everything will be ok.”
“How much farther?” Willow asks ignoring Tara all together.
“Not much longer, maybe another couple miles,” I say stomping down on the gas petal.
A sigh of relief escapes me when the town finally comes into view. It’s a small town with old houses lining each side of the road. With each mile down the road it seems like the houses get bigger and the trees get smaller, most cutting them down completely to make room for their yards. An old store building sits at the end of one of the roads with the white paint chipping off the outside. The spiral stairs leading up to the roof top balcony look like the slightest pressure put on them and they would come crumbling down. There is a small chain link fence that surrounds the property with a sign out front that tells the history of the store.
Wil and I had stopped by one day on a trip to see Devin and Tony and learned that the store was the first thing to be built in the small town back in 1895. This was one of the first western towns in the south. So the town worked hard to keep the store when others wanted to tear it down and build houses.
There are flesh eaters walking all around the yards. One woman is in what looks like a cafe uniform with her apron still tied around her waist. Her left arm is missing and the bottom of her jaw looks like someone ripped it off. I cringe at the sight and pray Emily is sleeping. Their attention turns towards us as we drive down the road and I can hear their excited moans as they head towards us.
I can see Devin’s small apartment building coming in to view and I try not to go faster than I already am with Emily in the car. As we pull into the parking lot of the apartments a flesh eater walks in front of the Range Rover and I step on the gas to make sure he doesn't slow us down. He hits the front of the Range Rover and Wil screams when his head hits the hood and it looks like someone slammed a watermelon on pavement. Blood and brains fly all over the windshield, I turn on the wipers and try spraying the window and it makes it worse. I pull straight up on the grass trying to make it easier to get to Devin’s apartment. The less time we are out in the open the better. I shove it up in park and kill the ignition.
“Em are you ready? You are going to have to move fast and if anything scares you just close your eyes. We will be holding your hand
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