Red Death: A Post Apocalyptic Thriller by Robinson D.L

Author:Robinson, D.L. [Robinson, D.L.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Post Apocalyptic
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2015-02-24T05:00:00+00:00

Tara spent an uneasy night and woke early to find Mary at the potbellied stove, reheating the celebration stew for their lunch. She thanked her, and carried a bowl up to Lee on a tray, stopping outside his closed door to put on a mask. She walked into her library and pulled out some books and magazines she thought he might like and added them to the tray. Lastly, she pulled on latex gloves and entered.

“Hi, stranger.”

Lee sat up in bed, looking tired and rumpled. He gave her a slight smile.

“Time for your wench to serve the celebration stew and collect your chamber pot,” Tara joked. “How do you feel?”

Lee nodded his head in lieu of an answer. Tara knew it would be another day at least before they knew anything, possibly up to ten days. She thought that maybe she should dig out the Oral Rehydration Solution salts she had mixed up early on, just in case. Since water was so hard to come by, she really hoped they didn’t need the ORS.

“I feel ridiculous in this get-up,” Tara told him, holding out her gloved hands.

“Don’t. With your immune system, I can’t even think about you getting it.” She nodded. Stress caused her Crohns Disease to flare up, and although she had stockpiled her meds early on, she had cut doses in half to stretch them. Lately, she’d had a lot of gut pain and a touch of fever, a sure sign of a flare. And she knew how dangerous having a fever was.

Tara unloaded the reading material and the stew beside Lee’s bed. She slid out the removable chamber pot in her mom’s potty chair, covering it with the lid. She tried not to grimace. She didn’t want him feeling any worse than he already did.

“Tara, go out in the yard with Mary and dig a couple grave-sized spots in the soft dirt of the garden. I want there to be some indication I buried you two, if they come back to check.”

Tara nodded again, feeling squeamish about the entire conversation.

“Also, go to the rear of the yard, back in the far corner, and dig a pit as deep as you can. Dump the waste in there, and wear masks and gloves. Cover it over each time.”

So far, they had all been using a portable makeshift toilet Tara found in her mom’s camping gear. It was basically a toilet seat on folding aluminum legs where you could attach a garbage bag. Weird but efficient, and luckily, she had stocked up on garbage bags.

“Lee, c’mon, I…” Tara began to protest. Lee cut her off, sounding angry. “Just do it!”

Tara instantly felt bad for causing him more stress. “I will if it makes you feel better.”

Lee nodded and Tara dropped it. An uneasy lump in her throat kept her from saying more, and her mask hid her lips, which were pressed into a grim line.

“I wish I could kiss you,” she told him. He nodded, stoic.

“Just go do what needs to be done.

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