Yesterday's Gone: Episode 13 (the post-apocalyptic serial thriller) by Wright David & Platt Sean

Author:Wright, David & Platt, Sean [Platt, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: the post-apocalptic serial thriller
Publisher: Collective Inkwell
Published: 2012-06-16T23:00:00+00:00

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CHAPTER 6 — Boricio Wolfe Part 2

Mary’s little lamb took 10 minutes to start batting her eyes. She was probably getting the man-kid’s kibble n’ bits to do a little batting too. Weird how Boricio didn’t see the aging happen, it just was, like when you look down and see the blood but wonder when in the fuck you were cut. He looked over at Luca, poor fucker looked older than he did, maybe over 40 and not even half as handsome.

Boricio wondered if maybe he should just get the flying fuck all out of Dodge while the gettin’ was good. It wasn’t like he’d never been the only one howling at the moon before. Maybe he’d find out where those fuckers Charlie and Adam got off to.

Mary’s little lamb may have been able to bat her eyes in 10 minutes, but she took a year and a goddamn half to open her mouth, and when she did, it was to give the man-kid a bullshit “thank you.”

Luca pet the side of her cheek and said, “I need you to help me.”

Her response wasn’t much more than a whisper. “What do you need?”

Luca smiled, fucker looked like he was half crying, then said, “I want to save your mom.”

A tear fell from the lamb’s cheek and she said, “Thank you, Luca,” her voice about cracked in half, like she was choking on a chicken bone before she managed to squeak another. “Thanks so much.”

“But,” Luca got ready to thicken the plot. Boricio smiled. “I can’t save Desmond.”

The girl’s eyes went glassy. “I just can’t.” Luca shook his head. “I love Rebecca. I have to save her.”

“Why can’t you save them both?”

“I’ll be too old. I can only save three people. You, your mom, and Rebecca.”

He looked down.

Paola said, “Oh,” as though she just realized how old Luca really looked, even older than he did before the monsters stopped her breathing. Shouldn't have been too hard to see, since Luca’s hair had a bunch of salt where there’d only been pepper before.

“Mary’s going to be mad at me,” he said, eyes getting watery as a bucket. “And I need you to help me make her not mad.”

Boricio was getting bored of the live action Disney Channel movie scene. Mary’s little lamb finally said, “Okay.”

After a pause, Little Lamb added, “Are you sure? About Desmond?”

Boricio said, “And circle gets the fucking square!”

The man-kid didn’t even look, like Boricio wasn’t talking at all.

Boricio paced in a circle, waiting for their scene to finish while wondering what sort of shit Luca had actually “fixed” inside him. Shit seemed broken, like the wrong feelings were assigned to the wrong shit. Like he knew what he wanted to fucking order but the goddamn waitress kept screwing the pooch with the wrong dishes in each of her hands. You could kill a waitress for not getting shit right, but what were you supposed to do when the shit that was wrong was coming from

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