Just Us by Stark Collin

Author:Stark, Collin [Stark, Collin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Infected
Published: 2020-05-12T04:00:00+00:00

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Sun light cascaded past the part in the blinds as Dad opened his eyes. He could tell that it was close to noon, and he was mad at himself for sleeping so late, but that soon subsided. Kern had passed out in the truck on the way down to the little shack Quinton was letting them stay in. It was a lot more quaint than what Dad would have figured for a little house built in the post apocalypse. Someone in the community must have been a master carpenter. It was made of logs, much like the others, and had electricity and running water.

The night was dark when Quinton drove them down, so Dad couldn't check the exterior ( he was far too tired for that anyway, after a cool shower ), but Quinton assured him that it had solar panels on the top. It was a smaller model that they were experimenting with, so there wasn't enough power generated to power an air conditioner all the time, but Dad was happy with the two large fans that were set up in the room. The interior consisted of a kitchen/living room, a bathroom, and a bedroom. It was furnished with various things that had no doubt been scavenged from the local retail stores.

Grumbling, Dad stretched his stiff body and got out of bed. The entirety of his body ached, and it seemed like one good night's sleep was all it took for it to all come to a head. Still, it was a good ache, the one that lets you know that muscles are rebuilding; that the body is acting as it should. Slowly, he pushed himself out of bed and went over to the fridge. Quinton had brought a bag and stocked it, and he was now ravenously hungry and thirsty. Inside, Dad found two apples, some cuts of salted beef, a jar of peach jam, two beers, and to his surprise, two sodas.

The first thing Dad took was the soda in it's iconic red can and opened it, taking a long sip. Caffeine, he knew, would soon be working it's way through his being. He was already done with his portion of the meat and halfway through his apple when he noticed the small microwave sitting on it's wicker stand in the corner. Chances were he would pay dearly for the apple later on in the day, but he didn't care. He didn't have any plans on leaving just yet. If Quinton's hospitality held up, he hoped for four or five days to gather their strength.

When he opened the bedroom door, Kern was snoring peacefully. It was nice to see him sleeping in a cozy bed,not hunched up beside a tree listening to every little sound, surrounded by their perimeter. A nice puddle of drool had collected on his pillow as he slept, and Dad knew he would be thirsty as soon as he woke up. Dad was still thirsty, and instead of risking the well water on

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