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on his
heart and bowed his head.
    She hugged him. At least as far as
she could with that big belly of hers. “You are a good man, Teddy Ridgewood.”
    Seth coughed from behind his wife.
“Can we get out of here now? I’ve had enough church for one day, and I never
thought I’d say that.”
    Emily snuggled close to her husband
as they walked down the aisle to the open doorway.
    Feeling a stare on the back of his neck,
Teddy turned to find the Reverend and his ‘young’ wife behind him. A quick
glance showed the ‘old’ Mrs. Bennett still sat on the stage, her head lowered
in prayer.
    Teddy bowed slightly. “Mrs. Bennett,
it was an honor to hear your husband speak today.” The words lay on his tongue
like burnt rubber for the lies they were. He glanced up, waiting for a bolt of
lightning to strike him.
    “So nice to meet all of you, also,”
she replied, arching her back until her breasts threatened to spill over the
top of her low-cut blouse.
    Teddy stared over her shoulder with
heat rising in his face. He’d joked with Michelle about not being old enough to
be her father, but he was definitely old enough to be this teenager’s father
and Bennett had a good decade more.
    The man twirled a strand of the
girl’s hair around his fingers and yanked. She looked up at him and her lower
lip pouted and her eyes watered. “Go sit with Roberta and behave yourself, or
would you like to join the other wives?”
    The underlying tension between the
couple vibrated in the air surrounding them. The girl wrapped a shawl around
her shoulders, covering up as she rushed to sit on a chair on the stage.
    “Women,” Billy Joe commented with a
laugh. “Such willful creatures. You must constantly remind them of their
place.”
    Teddy flinched as if the man had
thrown a punch at him. He gritted his teeth. “And where would their place be?”
    “Why, at a man’s feet, of course,”
he said, laughing as he turned and walked away.
    He shuddered, rushing to leave this
place and these people far behind. The damned apocalypse and people still
needed to degrade someone to feel superior. They were fighting the skinbags.
Why did they have to fight each other?
    Spotting Emily, Seth, and Jack
Canida, he took a big breath of cold, clean air. Just some people, he reminded
himself. The zombie apocalypse didn’t pick and choose who lived and who died.
    Walking to the cars and trucks, Teddy
kept his eyes on the ground as they passed the cages full of skinbags. His
hands fisted at his side as he itched to pull his gun and put the poor bastards
out of their misery. The moans grew in volume when they walked between. He
shook his head. For some reason known only to the undead and the church people,
the ones in the cages pushed toward them but the bars held them back and at the
same time the ones on the outside pushed against the cages instead of just
walking around them and having the group for lunch. He sighed. He didn’t know
how the repel sound worked at their own camp either.

***
    “What do you mean the repel sound
isn’t working?” Michelle slid to a stop at Jed Long’s trailer. He and Beth were
with the group at the church. She took a deep breath, but before she could
talk, Aiden opened his mouth and pointed to a silver filling.
    “It’s not hurting. The sound is
off.”
    She inhaled and choked on the air.
No hum buzzed in a constant bombardment of her ears. The boy was right. The
sound was off. Her heart raced in a painful pace against her chest. Over the
pounding in her head she heard them. The moans of the undead carried
through the under-populated camp as they neared the walls. They were pressing
against the walls. Their rotting weight against the cinderblocks. Trying to get
in.
    Trying.
    Trying.
    Trying.
    Aiden grabbed her arm. “Breathe,
Mom. We’re safe in here. We were in here for months with no repel sound. I
think it’s just the generator. I don’t hear it running either.”
    No, this could not be happening. She
shook her