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on the other side of town. Candles lit the interior and through the dim light, we were met with dozens of fearful but curious eyes.
    “Lord above,” said Henry, staring at the group of children who watched us warily. There had to be fifty of them, ranging from three to slightly younger than me. “Where did all of these children come from?”
    “Most of them are from the orphanage,” said Sister Francine, the red-haired nun. “We brought them over as soon as we saw the signs. I knew they needed our protection.”
    The hair stood up on the back of my neck as her face took on a serene almost angelic look. All three nuns believed without a doubt that the zombies were a significant part of the ‘End of Days’. I, myself, didn’t know what to think. It was certainly the end of something. Civilization as we’d known it.
    “You really think that the world is coming to an end?” asked Nora, in disbelief. “God’s wrath?”
    Sister F rancine nodded slowly. “Know this, in the last days perilous times will come, for men will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, unloving, unforgiving, slanderers, without self-control, brutal, despisers of good, traitors, headstrong, haughty, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God. Does that not sound familiar?”
    “Timothy,” said Henry. “Paul’s letter to Timothy. I know that verse well.”
    A chill went down my spine . I cleared my throat. “So, this is it? You really think this is the end for all of us?”
    Sister Francine smiled and shook her head. “No, not the end, a new beginning.”
    The door to the church swung open and two nuns rushed inside , looking upset.
    “ Two men are here,” said one of the nuns. “Big men. They are demanding that we let them in.”
    “Do they have guns?” asked Henry.
    “I don’t know,” said the other nun, who appeared to be my age.
    “ Are there any zombies outside of the gate?” asked Nora.
    “No,” said the young nun. “Not yet, anyway.”
    “I’ll go check this out,” said Henry, raising his gun. “Let them know we’re armed. You have to be careful of who you can trust, you know.”
    “ Regardless, we will not turn anyone away,” said Sister Francine.
    Henry’s eyes narrow ed. “Are you willing to risk the lives of these innocent little children, Sister? There are some nasty characters running around. We’ve lost quite a few of our friends from murderers and vagabonds roaming outside of these gates.”
    “ God has protected us this far,” she said, smiling. “I have faith that he will keep us safe.”
    “Well, I stopped relying on faith the moment my parents were killed,” I said, my eyes growing misty. “They were good people, too. They didn’t deserve to die. Neither did most of the people we’ve lost.”
    She turned to me and smiled sadly. “God has a plan for everyone, child. It’s hard to understand, but you must accept it and know that all will be revealed, someday. It is his will.”
    “Yes,” said Sister Theresa. “Each of us will be cal led to Heaven when it’s our time. Some of us much earlier than others.”
    Henry ’s lips curled under as he removed the safety on his gun. He turned towards the door and started walking. “That may be so,” he muttered. “But I tell you what- today is certainly not going to be my time, Sister.”
    “Wait Henry,” I said, hurrying to catch up to him. “I’ll come with you.”
    “You just stay back and help protect everyone else, Wild,” said Henry. “I can handle this.”
    “I really think I should back you up. ”
    H e stopped and turned to me. “Listen, if something happens to me, they’re going to need you. Now, keep your gun close and don’t let anyone in unless I give you the okay.”
    “Fine,” I huffed. “But if you’re not back in thirty seconds, I’m coming out there.”
    He shook his head. “Jesus Christ, quite being so goddamn stubborn, girl.