Walking With The Dead (Book 2): Home with the Dead by Dziekan PJ

Author:Dziekan, PJ [Dziekan, PJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Published: 2020-01-31T07:00:00+00:00

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Dylan slowed at a four-way intersection, pulling into a field and shutting down the engine. “This is as far as I go,” he said, opening his door.

“Wait, what?” Sarah turned in her seat, the belt constricting her movement. With a muffled curse, she undid the belt and turned fully to face him. “I thought things were better. I thought –”

“They are. They were,” Dylan interrupted. “But I can’t go any further.” He brought up his left arm. His bicep was a bloody mess, his jacket dark with blood.

“Oh, no, Dylan.” Sarah bit her lip. She wouldn’t cry again. Her eyes were already burning. He shrugged and got out of the car. Sarah and Mick followed.

“What is it? Why are we stopping?” Ryan had his door open, one foot in the Jeep, the other on the ground.

“I can’t go any further,” Dylan said. “I’ve been bit.”

Ryan flinched. “Bit? How?”

“Does it matter?” Sarah exclaimed.

“I guess not.” Ryan looked around as everyone emerged from the vehicles, with the exception of the children. “Where’s Becca?”

“Dead,” Sarah whispered. “Julianne, too.”

“Shit,” Ryan said. The sounds of sobbing filled the air.

Sarah turned to the dying man. “Dylan…” She didn’t know what to say. The tears she tried so hard to stop tumbled down her cheeks.

“Thanks for rescuing me,” he said. “You, too, Mick.” Mick nodded, his face grim. “Thanks for giving me a little peace before the end.”

Sarah was openly crying. “Thank you, Dylan. Underneath that asshole exterior, you were a true friend.”

Dylan barked a short laugh. “Underneath your bitchy exterior, you were someone I was proud to call my daughter, even if only for a little while.” His voice started to break.

“What do you want to do, Dylan?” Mick asked, his arm around Sarah, her head pressed to his chest.

“I’d like to take one of those guns and make sure I don’t come back.”

A sob racked Sarah’s body. Taking a shuddering breath, she lifted her head from Mick’s chest and wiped her eyes. Slowly, she walked back to the Jeep and opened her door. The gun was in the wheel well. She picked it up and popped the clip. Just one shot remaining. Slamming the clip back in, she carried it back to Dylan. “Here,” she said, her voice thick with tears as she handed it over.

“Thank you, Sarah.” He took the gun and looked out at the people he’d come to think of as friends. “It was my pleasure to know you all. I know you guys can survive this. Good luck.” He turned to walk away, to find a quiet place to end his life.

“Dylan!” Sarah ran up to him as he turned. She threw her arms around him, tears leaking from under her tightly closed eyes. “Thank you.”

Dylan felt a prickle beneath his eyelids. He couldn’t cry. He wouldn’t. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you,” he whispered.

“You got me out, you were there.” She pressed a quick kiss to his bristly cheek. “Thank you.” She stepped back and gave him a tremulous smile.

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