The End of All Things (End of All Things Series Book 1) by Lissa Bryan

Author:Lissa Bryan [Bryan, Lissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lissa Bryan
Published: 2018-01-01T18:30:00+00:00

In the morning, Carly found Justin in front of the campfire, doing some sort of elaborate martial arts dance. For such a large man, he moved with incredible grace, probably the product of years of training.

“Whatcha doin’?” Carly asked as she emerged from the tent, still in the tank top and pajama pants she had donned last night. She’d woken earlier than usual this morning. Usually, she slept until Justin woke her, so she’d never seen his early morning routine.

“Tai chi.”

“Mmm. I used to get those from Starbucks.”

“You’re thinking of chai tea,” Justin said automatically and laughed. “You’re teasing me, aren’t you?”

“Yup.” Carly grinned at him. He arched out one leg and followed it in a turn—a flowing motion that reminded her of a slinking jungle cat.

“Smartass. Get yourself some coffee. Breakfast will be ready soon.”

She eyed the pot sitting on some hot embers. “We’re not having oatmeal again, are we?”

“Yes, we are.”

Carly grimaced, but said nothing.

“Oatmeal is a good, hearty breakfast. Sticks to your ribs.”

She poured herself a cup of coffee and took a sip. “That sounds like a terrifying medical condition. Do you do this tai chi every morning?”

“Whenever I have the chance.” Justin’s smooth, slow movements were almost hypnotic. “It’s very good for you. Improves circulation and keeps you limber.”

“I’m limber enough.”

Justin cast her a naughty grin. “Yes, I think you are.”

Carly blushed and ducked her head.

He finished his routine and took his seat in the chair beside her. They sat in companionable silence for a moment. Carly took off her necklace and pulled the soda tab off the chain. She tossed it into the fire and fastened the chain around her neck again.

“I need to get you a new symbol,” Justin said.

Maybe a ring? The thought popped into her head unbidden, and she ducked her head to hide anything her face might reveal about her thoughts. Fortunately, he was involved in dishing out their breakfast and didn’t notice.

They crossed the U.S. border at mid-morning. Both sides had long lines of cars, frozen where they’d waited to be allowed to cross. Carly kept her eyes carefully to the side of the road, so she didn’t notice what Justin did.

“These cars have already been looted. There’s nothing left.”

“Perhaps the occupants took their stuff with them when they got out and walked.”

“Maybe some of them, but most of them are still sitting in the cars.”

Months after the Crisis. Carly remembered the flies and pressed the back of her hand over her mouth as nausea swept through her. Before they had approached the border, Justin had stopped them. He got a jar of menthol jelly from the medical supplies, and dabbed a smear of it on her upper lip. She hadn’t understood why at the time, but as they passed the line of cars, she did. The menthol numbed her nose so she couldn’t smell anything.

They passed through the border guard station. Justin reached into the pocket of his duffel bag. “Good thing I have this with me.” He held up his passport and then tossed it down on a pile of them lying near the door.

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