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Can’t we just talk for a little while?”
Lisa was baked enough not to get angry. His response, or lack thereof, actually stuck her as funny. She wasn’t exactly a guy magnet, but when men were around, they were always more interested in sex than she was. Now that she'd wanted some, she found one that wanted to talk. She rolled off and lay on her back. “What do you want to talk about?”
“Tell me about yourself. You weren’t always some nymphomaniac apocalyptic warrior chick, right? You had to be part of the real world at one time.”
Lisa turned her head towards him and felt her head spin. She hadn’t thought about her old life in years. “Why would I want to go back there?” she asked, slightly annoyed. “All that is gone. This is all that’s left.” A part of her couldn't face who'd she become. She kept the past buried under lock and key.
Tom propped himself up on an elbow. “Do you really think things will never change? Don’t you ever dream about a brighter future?”
She thought about it for a second and said, “No, Tom. I don’t. I don’t live in some fairytale world.” She felt her anger start to bubble.
“Neither do I,” Tom said, as he questioned his request for conversation. “But the kids here. They could have more. They could have a better future. They could grow up and have something better to offer the world.”
Lisa’s head spun harder as she realized she’d given up on any type of future for her daughter or any of the kids. They were all so focused on the day-to-day that their only plans for tomorrow revolved around survival.
She calmed down and asked quietly. “What type of future do you see?”
“I don’t know. If I take the time to look at this camp, I see leaders here. I see this as a training ground for what could be. It's all Roger's talked about since we got here.”
For the first time in years, Lisa actually felt her heart stir. It was a faint tap against the stone, but it was there nonetheless. “Go on,” she said, interested in what else he had to say.
“Things are changing already. The dead are dying off. We have the antidote to the plague. I think we have a real shot at surviving and creating a better world.”
Lisa surprised herself by leaning in and kissing Tom on the lips. “I’m glad you’re here,” she said, feeling somewhat confused. She wasn’t sure what she felt, if anything.
As Tom stared in her eyes he felt a connection. “I am, too,” he said as he studied her face. It had been years since he'd had sex, as well, and he felt his body responding. “You’re gonna be gladder in a second.”
Lisa smiled as she felt him beneath the sheets.
CHAPTER TWELVE
The group in San Marcos, Texas was growing. More people with troubling thoughts felt a connection as soon as they arrived. A growing sense of paranoia slowly began to take over the camp.
Alone at his post, Stephen felt uncomfortable. “Something’s not right. You getting that feeling?” He lowered the Walkie-Talkie as he scanned the area around them.
“Yeah I do,” answered Marty quietly from the car.“It feels like a storm is coming. A big one. It feels like it’s headed this way.”
Stephen glanced up at the sky. “The sky is completely clear. What are you talking about?”
“Not that type of storm, you idiot. It feels like a storm of rage. I feel it in the ground. In the air. Everywhere. It’s like it’s out there and it’s just gonna just rip right out of the ground and take us over.”
“Dude, you’re like freaking me out. Shut up.”
“You feel it, though, don’t you?” Marty asked, needing verification of his feelings. He wasn’t sure if he was going crazy or not.
After a few seconds of allowing the words to sink in his head, Stephen couldn’t help but agree. “Holy shit, I think you’re right. At first I was thinking it was more like a bear or something.” His voice held a tinge of fear. “I feel it now. Shit, what do you think it is?” Stephen
Lisa was baked enough not to get angry. His response, or lack thereof, actually stuck her as funny. She wasn’t exactly a guy magnet, but when men were around, they were always more interested in sex than she was. Now that she'd wanted some, she found one that wanted to talk. She rolled off and lay on her back. “What do you want to talk about?”
“Tell me about yourself. You weren’t always some nymphomaniac apocalyptic warrior chick, right? You had to be part of the real world at one time.”
Lisa turned her head towards him and felt her head spin. She hadn’t thought about her old life in years. “Why would I want to go back there?” she asked, slightly annoyed. “All that is gone. This is all that’s left.” A part of her couldn't face who'd she become. She kept the past buried under lock and key.
Tom propped himself up on an elbow. “Do you really think things will never change? Don’t you ever dream about a brighter future?”
She thought about it for a second and said, “No, Tom. I don’t. I don’t live in some fairytale world.” She felt her anger start to bubble.
“Neither do I,” Tom said, as he questioned his request for conversation. “But the kids here. They could have more. They could have a better future. They could grow up and have something better to offer the world.”
Lisa’s head spun harder as she realized she’d given up on any type of future for her daughter or any of the kids. They were all so focused on the day-to-day that their only plans for tomorrow revolved around survival.
She calmed down and asked quietly. “What type of future do you see?”
“I don’t know. If I take the time to look at this camp, I see leaders here. I see this as a training ground for what could be. It's all Roger's talked about since we got here.”
For the first time in years, Lisa actually felt her heart stir. It was a faint tap against the stone, but it was there nonetheless. “Go on,” she said, interested in what else he had to say.
“Things are changing already. The dead are dying off. We have the antidote to the plague. I think we have a real shot at surviving and creating a better world.”
Lisa surprised herself by leaning in and kissing Tom on the lips. “I’m glad you’re here,” she said, feeling somewhat confused. She wasn’t sure what she felt, if anything.
As Tom stared in her eyes he felt a connection. “I am, too,” he said as he studied her face. It had been years since he'd had sex, as well, and he felt his body responding. “You’re gonna be gladder in a second.”
Lisa smiled as she felt him beneath the sheets.
CHAPTER TWELVE
The group in San Marcos, Texas was growing. More people with troubling thoughts felt a connection as soon as they arrived. A growing sense of paranoia slowly began to take over the camp.
Alone at his post, Stephen felt uncomfortable. “Something’s not right. You getting that feeling?” He lowered the Walkie-Talkie as he scanned the area around them.
“Yeah I do,” answered Marty quietly from the car.“It feels like a storm is coming. A big one. It feels like it’s headed this way.”
Stephen glanced up at the sky. “The sky is completely clear. What are you talking about?”
“Not that type of storm, you idiot. It feels like a storm of rage. I feel it in the ground. In the air. Everywhere. It’s like it’s out there and it’s just gonna just rip right out of the ground and take us over.”
“Dude, you’re like freaking me out. Shut up.”
“You feel it, though, don’t you?” Marty asked, needing verification of his feelings. He wasn’t sure if he was going crazy or not.
After a few seconds of allowing the words to sink in his head, Stephen couldn’t help but agree. “Holy shit, I think you’re right. At first I was thinking it was more like a bear or something.” His voice held a tinge of fear. “I feel it now. Shit, what do you think it is?” Stephen
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