answer was the sound of the girls’ footsteps on the hardwood floor as they spread out around the living room.
“I don’t think anyone’s here.” Bree stepped around Raven. “Hello! Any bad guys here?”
“We still have to check every room,” said Leslie. “Do you really think the bad guys are going to answer our calls? Like, yeah, it would make our lives easier. But I don’t think it’s going to happen.”
Bree and Ari blushed.
“I didn’t think of that,” said Bree. She looked around the living room. “I’ll go check the office.” She started to leave.
“Wait. Bree’s right. No one’s here. They would’ve attacked by now,” said Raven.
‘Are you sure?” asked Leslie.
Raven rolled her eyes. “I’ve been attacked enough times, haven’t I? I think that kind of makes me the expert, at least in this area.”
“We still need to check. Just to make sure no one’s here.” Leslie put her hands on her hips.
“Fine.” Raven left the room.
“Hey, where are you going?” Leslie turned and followed Raven.
“The kitchen.”
“Would you wait up?”
“You wanted to check the house to make sure no one’s here. I’m checking the kitchen, because that’s where most of the weapons are. Hello! If I was the bad guy, that’s exactly where I’d go—to the almost endless supply of shiny, sharp, pointed objects.”
“And that’s why you shouldn’t go in there alone.” Leslie caught up with Raven at the doorway of the kitchen.
“I’m not worried because there’s no one there.”
“Why are you so hard headed?”
“It’s just a talent I have. And I’m really good at it. Besides, I haven’t had any teachers to practice on lately.” Raven stuck her tongue out at Leslie. “And speaking of hard-headed, have you looked in the mirror lately? I think you’ve picked up some of my bad habits.”
“I’m not the one ignoring her safety.”
“I’m not ignoring anything.”
“What about the zombie attack?” Leslie crossed her arms over her chest.
“What zombie attack?” asked Diane.
Both girls screamed.
“Girls! What are you doing?” Diana set the bags she was carrying down on the counter by the stove.
“Don’t sneak up on me like that.” Raven said between gasps of air. “You scared the daylights out of me.”
“You and Leslie should pay more attention to your surroundings,” said Diana.
“Are you two okay?” asked Ari, rushing up behind Raven and Leslie. Bree was only a couple of steps behind her.
“We’re fine,” said Leslie. “But Diana just scared about five years off my life.”
“We thought maybe you had been a—“
“Attacked by a zombie?” Diana cut off Ari.
“Yeah, that.” Ari dropped her eyes.
“Would someone care to explain the zombie attack?” Diane tossed her strawberry blonde hair over her shoulder as she looked from one girl to the next.
“Would you like us to put away the groceries for you?” Bree pushed past Raven and the others and headed straight to the bags on the counter. “I help my mom with this kind of stuff all the time.”
“Here, I’ll help you.” Ari rushed over to Bree and took several boxes out of her hands.
Diane closed her eyes and shook her head and mumbled something in another language. She opened her eyes and looked at Raven. “Explain the zombie attack.”
“It’s no big deal.” Raven shrugged her shoulders.
“No big deal?”
“There’s not much to talk about. I’ve already dealt with the problem.” Raven tried to play down the incident.
“Dealt with or not, I need to know what happened.”
“Fine.” For the next several minutes, Raven told Diane everything that happened to her from the time she walked out of Books and Things until Leslie picked her up outside the cemetery. By the time she finished, Diane was shaking her head and pacing.
“Raven, what were you thinking?” A worried look filled Diane’s eyes.
“I just needed some fresh air. Last time I checked I wasn’t wearing a