Z Poc: Young Brains by catt dahman

Author:catt dahman [dahman, catt]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: J Ellington Ashton
Published: 2013-12-08T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Day 2

Before we could begin the day’s activities, we were drawn to the window again. Below, creatures still roamed, the bus was in the ditch, and the destruction looked even worse after a night when predators had come from the skies and woods to pick at the bodies. A murder of crows pecked at some of the corpses, and I couldn’t be sure because the view was blocked, but I thought that there was a fox dragging something away.

Toward town where the road meandered were big, black and brown rolling clouds rising from the ground to the sky. Someone asked what it was, and Mr. Griffin studied the scene and sighed, and with a hitch to his voice, he told us that he thought it was the entire town burning. “It’s a huge fire, not in just a few places.”

“The courthouse?” Robin asked, “but that’s where the police are.”

“And our families,” Bevvon whispered.

“We are the only ones left,” Billy said.

I didn’t know if he said it with regret or happiness or acceptance, but we felt he was right. I wasn’t the only one with tears rolling down my cheeks. I think we knew then that we might never see our families again.

“We have no reason to think anything happened to everyone just because there is a fire,” Mrs. Smith said.

“Then why isn’t my daddy here to get us?” Bev asked. “He would have walked through fire to get to us.”

“Mine, too,” I said.

“Okay,” Curt conceded a little, “but for some reason: maybe the road or the fire or maybe the National Guard’s not letting them through, but they can’t get here, so for now, we are totally on our own.”

Marshall nodded, “I guess that’s true. For now anyway.”

Jerico said he was going to take his group and raid for more cushions to use for bedding. “We’ll keep them in our pile, and I will say if anyone can touch them. If anyone bothers my stuff, I will kick his ass.

We will share them if we want. We’ll also fill the stairways with more shit.”

“If you’ll get us cushions, we’ll share with you. We’re going back to the gym to get towels, wrestling mats, and gymnastics mats,” Nick announced.

“Brilliant,” I said.

He smiled at me. He and Jerico shook on the deal.

“You get cushions and towels and mats, and we’ll do the stairways. We’ll also take out some rotters,” Brandon countered.

They all shook hands.

Then he looked at the rest, “Miss Crater and Mrs. Smith on food detail?”

“Of course,” Mrs. Smith said.

I watched her face. She was a little scared. I could see the worry lines on her face. If a person didn’t stay important, then that person would get far less in supplies. Loveta asked us to find her some sneakers, but for now, she would continue to help organize things until she got sneakers; then, she could help out with other things.

Mona and Natalie got up and got busy, too.

Brandon’s team went first and cleared the left hallway again so we could get from the middle stairs to the gym.

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