The Last Days (Book 4): The Dead Live On by Brown Julie Cooper

Author:Brown, Julie Cooper [Brown, Julie Cooper]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Julie Cooper Brown
Published: 2013-11-01T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty One

“Looks like were walking from here.” Tank said. “We’ll wait till the rains let up, though. Who wants to stay up and keep watch?” “I will.” Dave volunteered.

“I will, too.” Allen said from the back. “Okay, I’ll sleep a bit,” Dave said, “Wake me in an hour and we’ll head out.” Tisha, John, Kimmy and Angel were all already asleep. Barbie hung by her one hand from Kimmys mouth and Kate knew that when Kimmy woke up, Barbie was a goner. The child even looked mean as she slept. Kate wondered what the hell happened to her, to make her behave like that. Angel’s head was in Kate’s lap and she hugged her teddy tight, its nightcap she clutched in her other hand. Tisha had her head on John’s shoulder and John’s head had fallen against the back of the seat. Kate didn’t want to doze off but the rain hitting the roof of the van made it impossible to keep her eyes open and the passing winds became a lullaby. When Kate woke up,, Tank and John were awake and everyone else was still sleeping. Dave and Allen had gotten in the very back seat to sleep, when John and Tank woke to relieve them. “What’s the plan?” Tank turned to face her, “We’re gonna head to my place, in Ohio. I don’t know how yet. I don’t want to leave my van though. I think there’s a gas station about a mile back. I couldn’t tell because of the rain. It was sitting pretty far off the road. Maybe John and I will head down there for gas.”

“No,” Kate said “Dave and I will go when he gets up. How long has he been asleep?”

“A couple of hours, maybe three.” John answered.

“How long did I sleep?”

“Around five hours, the rest of them should be waking up soon.”

“So you have a bar, Tank?”

“Yes, Tank’s is what it’s called. Open since 1987. I worked hard to make it what it is. I hate to see it tore up, but the last time I had phone contact with my place; the guy I have running it, Mojo; was there with a couple of the waitresses and they were holed up in there. He had killed several infected, had the place locked up tight and he may still be okay. We have lots of food supply, a shotgun and plenty of shells and excessive amounts of alcohol. In which I am going to indulge in as soon as we get there.” He said with a smile. Tank was a nice man and he looked intimidating, if only because of his size; but when he smiled it was like looking at a whole different person. “Mojo’s a little guy, but he’s tough. I think he’s okay. I just want to get there. Those of you that don’t want to go that far; well just let me know when you want out. I’ll try to get you somewhere safe, but I want to get back home.

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