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about the hand that’s not doing the punching,” Nick said. “Beginners tend to forget that. One hand is supposed to be guarding while the other is punching, especially while throwing the jab with the left hand. You have to make a conscious effort to keep your hands up where they’re supposed to be.”
I threw another punch and missed—again. Crap! It was so humiliating. Red-faced, I set my teeth and aimed again, but my fist just shot into thin air, and I slipped on my butt.
“ Don’t throw all your energy into one punch. It’s all about jabs.”
My face was burning hot, not so much from the impact of my brother’s hard blows, but from the humiliation of him winning. On top of that, the thought of those zombies biting our sister made my blood boil. I was mad at Nick, mad at everything. Then, a growl escaped from deep within my chest, like that of a wild animal. I let my hand fly with a sharp jab to the side of Nick’s head. I enjoyed it and hit him again, first with the left, then right paw. It felt exhilarating. I didn’t know I had it in me, but bad tempers must have run in our family. It was in our DNA.
Crap! Am I having a break down? Is all the stress of missing my old home and friends taking a toll on me? Or am I just in some do-or-die state of mind, not quite myself? I knew the cure that would save our sister’s life was in Tahoe’s possession, and we had to get out of there and get it for her. That made me even more anxious, and I had an urge to show Nick who was boss around there. We needed to get something done, not hide there like scared little mice.
As Nick scrambled to his feet from my last knockout blow, I shot him a cocky smile. He came at me, and I bashed him again with a bomb even Mike Tyson would have been proud of. Nick fell backward, down for the count, but I was relentless. I squatted down next to him and banged the palm of my hand on the floor and started counting: “One…two…three…four…
five…six…seven…eight…nine…ten!” He didn’t get up, so I leapt up, punching the air. “I’m the winner. Now, let’s get out of here and see if those zombies left yet!”
Nick opened his eyes and stared at me. “Wh-what happened?”
I pulled him up and patted his back. “You lost, champ,” I said. “Now I give the orders, and I say we’re outta here.”
Nick rubbed his forehead. “What are you going on about? Did you knock me out?”
Lucas clapped my shoulder. “That was awesome!”
Claire reached out her hand and helped Nick up.
Jackie handed me a white towel , and I wiped the sweat off my face. “You showed your brother who was boss. I like that,” she whispered in my ear.
I grinned. It was a big moment between me and my brother; my chance to show him that I wasn’t a baby anymore. Our nerves were on edge, but we had more important things to worry about. “Come on,” I said. “We’re leaving.”
“ I know you’re anxious to see if the herd is gone, but I assure you it probably isn’t,” Lucas said. “Listen, I’ll go take a drive and assess the situation. If they’re still there, we’ll have to hole up here for the night.”
“ Okay,” I said. I didn’t like the idea, but we didn’t really have a choice. Sending Lucas out to check was a safer alternative than all of us rushing out into a hungry horde of brain-slurpers.
Chapter 11
Since nobody could sleep, we trained some more—only this time, I did some of the teaching. Still, I have to admit that my brother and Lucas showed me and the girls some great moves. The girls wanted to know how to defend themselves, and I knew that was definitely a step in the right direction. While everyone else practiced and sparred, Val slept without making a peep.
Lucas drove back to the zombie crossing and returned to report that it was still overrun, so we had no choice but to bed down for the night.
We found sleeping bags piled up in the office and decided to put them to good use. We laid
I threw another punch and missed—again. Crap! It was so humiliating. Red-faced, I set my teeth and aimed again, but my fist just shot into thin air, and I slipped on my butt.
“ Don’t throw all your energy into one punch. It’s all about jabs.”
My face was burning hot, not so much from the impact of my brother’s hard blows, but from the humiliation of him winning. On top of that, the thought of those zombies biting our sister made my blood boil. I was mad at Nick, mad at everything. Then, a growl escaped from deep within my chest, like that of a wild animal. I let my hand fly with a sharp jab to the side of Nick’s head. I enjoyed it and hit him again, first with the left, then right paw. It felt exhilarating. I didn’t know I had it in me, but bad tempers must have run in our family. It was in our DNA.
Crap! Am I having a break down? Is all the stress of missing my old home and friends taking a toll on me? Or am I just in some do-or-die state of mind, not quite myself? I knew the cure that would save our sister’s life was in Tahoe’s possession, and we had to get out of there and get it for her. That made me even more anxious, and I had an urge to show Nick who was boss around there. We needed to get something done, not hide there like scared little mice.
As Nick scrambled to his feet from my last knockout blow, I shot him a cocky smile. He came at me, and I bashed him again with a bomb even Mike Tyson would have been proud of. Nick fell backward, down for the count, but I was relentless. I squatted down next to him and banged the palm of my hand on the floor and started counting: “One…two…three…four…
five…six…seven…eight…nine…ten!” He didn’t get up, so I leapt up, punching the air. “I’m the winner. Now, let’s get out of here and see if those zombies left yet!”
Nick opened his eyes and stared at me. “Wh-what happened?”
I pulled him up and patted his back. “You lost, champ,” I said. “Now I give the orders, and I say we’re outta here.”
Nick rubbed his forehead. “What are you going on about? Did you knock me out?”
Lucas clapped my shoulder. “That was awesome!”
Claire reached out her hand and helped Nick up.
Jackie handed me a white towel , and I wiped the sweat off my face. “You showed your brother who was boss. I like that,” she whispered in my ear.
I grinned. It was a big moment between me and my brother; my chance to show him that I wasn’t a baby anymore. Our nerves were on edge, but we had more important things to worry about. “Come on,” I said. “We’re leaving.”
“ I know you’re anxious to see if the herd is gone, but I assure you it probably isn’t,” Lucas said. “Listen, I’ll go take a drive and assess the situation. If they’re still there, we’ll have to hole up here for the night.”
“ Okay,” I said. I didn’t like the idea, but we didn’t really have a choice. Sending Lucas out to check was a safer alternative than all of us rushing out into a hungry horde of brain-slurpers.
Chapter 11
Since nobody could sleep, we trained some more—only this time, I did some of the teaching. Still, I have to admit that my brother and Lucas showed me and the girls some great moves. The girls wanted to know how to defend themselves, and I knew that was definitely a step in the right direction. While everyone else practiced and sparred, Val slept without making a peep.
Lucas drove back to the zombie crossing and returned to report that it was still overrun, so we had no choice but to bed down for the night.
We found sleeping bags piled up in the office and decided to put them to good use. We laid
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