The Seven Cities Saga (Book 0): Survival in the Seven Cities by Brenham Jay

Author:Brenham, Jay [Brenham, Jay]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Published: 2015-10-07T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

About a thousand things were going through Gloria's mind when she walked into her house. Food. Water. A weapon. But the most pressing was getting in touch with her mother and daughters.

With shaking hands, Gloria pulled her phone out to call her mother. She accidentally pushed the wrong person twice.

Finally she was able to connect with her mother. "Hey mom."

"Oh hey, Hon. How’s Roger doing?"

Gloria tried to do her best to explain and then told her mother to leave the city with Izzy and Abby.

“Is that really necessary Gloria?” Her Mom said.

"Trust me mom. Just get out of here."

"Okay we'll text you in a few minutes when we leave. We’ll be headed to Buxton."

Buxton was a small town located along the Outer Banks of North Carolina, just a 2-3 hour drive from Virginia. Gloria had grown up there during summers and her mother still owned a rental house there. It was secluded and the ocean provided an abundance of fresh food to eat and catch. They would be safe there until this—whatever it was—had passed.

"Alright mom we'll be right behind you. I have to get a few things before I leave."

Birth certificates, social security cards, and clothing were at the top of the list, plus food and water. They needed to get out of here as soon as possible.

The highways, bridges and tunnels out of the city would be a parking lot once people realized the madness was spreading. Hell, they were like that on a good day.

Bobby had gone up to his room.

"Bobby, baby, get ready to get in the car. We're going to meet your grandmother and sisters."

"Alright Mom." His voice was missing its usual exuberance. What did she expect? They’d just seen a person killed and watched Roger—she couldn’t think about Roger right now.

Just then Gloria received a text message from her mother. The text said, "Leaving now" in capital letters.

Gloria smiled in relief as she ran upstairs to help move Bobby along. Soon they’d be someplace safe.

Bobby was lying on his bed.

"Mom, my head hurts and my scratches feel really hot."

She’d been carrying a bottle of water with her, intending to pack it for the trip to Buxton.

"Drink this Bobby, it'll make you feel better," she said calmly, but she felt her throat tighten around the words.

Just fifteen minutes ago Bobby had been fine, shaken of course, but fine. Now he looked like he had malaria. It was like Roger all over again.

"Just drink your water honey and you'll be okay," she said again, choking back tears. Her son's final moments of sanity were not going to spent be in fear. She wouldn't allow that.

"I'll be right back, okay? I just need to get a drink of water."

Gloria went to the kitchen and stood at the sink, staring blindly at the faucet. Finally she leaned over and splashed her face with water.

What was she going to do? What the fuck was she going to do? In a few moments her son was going to lose his mind just like the people in the ER.

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