Zombie Invasion by R. G. Richards

Author:R. G. Richards [Richards, R. G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: R.G.Richards
Published: 2012-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen: Miriam

Miriam walked for what felt like hours through trees and high grass. Often she walked to the side, along the grassy areas of trails. She wore no shoes and when walking down the center of known paths, she hurt the bottom of her feet as she stepped on pebbles and jagged rocks. Ahead, she heard traffic and walked in that direction to flag down a car. Up ahead was a clearing and the outline of the road. A car zoomed by and gave her hope.

She walked to the road while performing a much-needed grooming service. She clawed through her hair to get more dirt out and stopped to take the time to wipe her face of grime. She performed a maneuver she witnessed her boss perform on several occasions, slapping wrinkles out of his suit.

At the road, she held up both hands and waved frantically. Two cars passed without slowing. She needed to change her strategy. Scaring drivers was a no-no. Miriam stood to the side and held a thumb out and smiled. Two cars went by without slowing. A third honked and sped up, shouting obscenities at her.

“Same to you, asshole!”

Stop it! You need these people.

Miriam took a deep breath. She waited for the next car and extended her arm into the hitchhiker pose. A small up-and-down motion followed. A small, red car flashed its headlights. It slowed and went past her and stopped at the edge of the road. Miriam ran toward the car. Her forty-eight years of life had taught her never to get into a stranger’s car. That thinking fled her as she ran the last few feet.

Looking into the car from the passenger side, she saw a blond teenage girl. Thank you, Jesus.

“Hello,” she said out of breath.

“Hey, need a lift?” asked the girl. “Hop in.”

“Thanks.” Miriam opened the passenger side door and sat. The girl drove down North Carolina State Highway 128. “Sorry about the dirt and all.”

“That’s okay. With all the strange shit going on around here, that’s nothing. Did you see those planes?”

The young woman looked excited. In this part of the country it must be strange to see so many planes, unless it is an air show.

“Yeah, I saw them.”

“The way they fired into those mountains, I bet they’re after terrorists. They must be using our mountains like they do back in Pakistani and Asghanistan. Damn fuckers! Do you think they got them?”

Miriam smiled at her years and naiveté. She then pointed to her outfit.

“No shit!” Her eyes grew wide. “You were in that mess back there? How did you get over here?”

“A long sad story.” Miriam gave another smile and thought it best to change the subject. “Where are you headed?”

“The campgrounds,” the girl’s look was one of confusion. Miriam needed to be clearer.

“Which of the campgrounds are you headed to?”

“Oh, sorry.” She laughed. “Mount Mitchell State Park Campgrounds. It’s just up ahead. I’m Jodi, by the way.”

“Hello, Jodi. Thanks for the ride. I’m Miriam, Miriam Roster.”

Judging by her wardrobe, Miriam deduced she was a local.

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