Final Chaos: A Post-Apocalyptic EMP Survival Thriller (Surviving Book 1) by Ryan Westfield

Author:Ryan Westfield [Westfield, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-14T22:00:00+00:00

15

Jim

His wife was sobbing downstairs, clutching her mother’s body.

Jim was upstairs, with a plastic bag in hand, busy emptying the bathroom of any sort of medicine.

He’d started to blame himself. He should have taken Judy with them. He shouldn’t have left her there.

And maybe that was true.

Maybe it’d been the wrong thing to do.

He’d been so focused on getting to Aly that it had clouded his judgment.

But that was natural.

The only thing to do now was to go forward. To make the next right decision.

Hanging onto what he couldn’t change would just slow him down.

There were countless bottles and boxes to take. A lot of it was over the counter stuff. Antihistamines, aspirin, ibuprofen, and things like that.

But Judy had also hoarded prescription pill bottles. Many of them were full or half full. She’d had a habit of going to the doctor when the slightest ache, pain or sensation came up. Then, she’d typically take a couple of the pills, decide they weren’t helping, and then leave the bottle in the bathroom, not knowing what to do with it.

Jim ignored the expiration dates on everything. He knew they didn’t always relate to reality. He’d heard from a doctor client once that it was safe to ignore the expiration dates for most of the common drugs, like antibiotics.

For other drugs, it was best to heed the dates. Jim didn’t know which were which, but he figured he’d figure it out later.

The thing now to do was just gather everything that could possibly be useful. There was no telling in what state Aly’s uncle’s lake house was in, or what sort of supplies were there.

Jim took almost everything, leaving only the things that would obviously be of no critical use to them. He left the bottles and bottles of skin lotion. He left the brushes and combs, but he grabbed things like tweezers and small scissors. They could be helpful for treating wounds.

Jim left the bathroom, leaving the door swinging behind him.

In Judy’s bedroom, next to the bathroom, he found the bed tidily made and everything put away.

It was a strange sensation, ransacking the bedroom of his recently deceased mother-in-law, but it was what he had to do.

He threw the dresser drawers open quickly, looking for anything that jumped out at him. He wasn’t expecting to find much, but it made sense to give everything a look.

There was a roll of cash in the sock drawer, which Jim grabbed and stuffed in his pocket without counting it. He doubted it’d be any good, but who knew, maybe someone would accept it in a trade.

The top drawer was filled with jewelry, which Jim grabbed and stuffed into the trash bag without a second thought. Possibly good for a trade somewhere down the line.

Provided they lived that long.

The other rooms were filled mostly with junk. Old furniture and antiques and family pictures that would have no use.

There wasn’t going to space in the car for any of that stuff.

But, on second thought, Jim dashed into one of the spare bedrooms where he knew a photo album was.

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