won’t get in your way.” Amy giggled and gave Lisa a hug.
Lisa smiled and returned the hug, “Thank you, Amy.”
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Jeff stood next to the bed. “C’mon, bro, I need for you to hang on, man. I can’t remember shit and I need you to tell me about my life.”
Jet put her arm around his waist. He looked at her and put his arm around her. She looked up at him and said, “He’ll be okay, Jeff. I know he will.”
Jeff nodded. “Yeah, I know he will. He has to.”
Tami came into the room and checked Mark’s bandages. Jet and Jeff stepped back to stay out of her way and watched. When she finished with his bandages, she checked his pulse and blood pressure again. Right after she finished, Sheryl came in and looked him over too. She talked to Tami for a minute; then Tami left the room.
Sheryl stood over Mark for a few minutes, and then she turned to Jeff. “I appreciate what your brother did for Tami and I. Then what he did for the others still trapped inside the hospital by killing all those zombies. At least now, when the generators run out of fuel, the people will have a better chance of getting away.” She was quiet for a moment and then left the room.
Dedee and Todd came in and went over to the bed. She touched his arm. “Get better, Mark. We need you to keep us safe.”
Todd agreed. “Yeah, Mark. I want you to get better.”
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Lisa and Amy came from the barn and started for the house. They saw Sheryl and Tami taking some of the boxes from the van into the house. Sheryl noticed Lisa’s eyes were red and puffy as she passed. “Lisa, are you alright?”
Lisa turned as she walked. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
“Hey, I’m going to do everything I can to get him back up and around.”
Lisa stopped and turned. She glanced down as she nodded her head and then looked back up. “Thanks, Sheryl.”
Sheryl picked up the box and followed them into the house. Jeff and Lisa decided to go outside and check the surrounding area, just in case there were zombies wandering around. Sheryl and Tami went the through the boxes and organized the medical supplies Sheryl had taken before leaving the hospital.
Sheryl grabbed a small bottle and a syringe then went into Mark’s room. Jet and Dedee noticed this and looked each other in silence. They both got up and followed her in. Jet asked, “What’s that?”
Sheryl drew the liquid into the syringe. “It’s just something to help him with the pain if he wakes up. I don’t want him flinching from the pain and start bleeding again.”
“Oh,” Dedee said. “That’s a good idea.”
They watched her inject it into his leg around the wound. After that, they started to go through other rooms in the house to see what they could find as far as useful weapons. The first room they came to was a sewing room. Inside, were bolts of fabric and balls of yarn organized by color and stored in tubs. Dedee looked through a cedar chest while Jet checked the closet.
Jet stepped back and said, “Whoa! Check this out.”
Dedee glanced over and jumped up.”Whoa! Where did you find that?”
Jet held a scabbard in her hand. When she pulled the handle, an antique katana slid free. “Oh yeah, I like this!” She said as she set the scabbard down on a small folding table and looked the blade over.
“Oh my gawd, that thing looks old.” Dedee tilted her head. “Isn’t that kinda short for a sword though?”
“No, it’s a katana. That’s how long it is supposed to be,” Jet replied. “I’m petite, so it’s just right for me.”
Dedee stared at the blade and said, “I’d love to have one of those too.”
Jet held it out in front of her with both hands on the handle. “This feels nice, not heavy at all.” She handed Dedee a piece of scrap paper. “Here, hold this.” She set the blade on the edge of the paper. It cut cleanly the entire length of the sheet with only the weight of the blade pulling it through. “I’m keeping it. I bet I could dice up
Lisa smiled and returned the hug, “Thank you, Amy.”
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Jeff stood next to the bed. “C’mon, bro, I need for you to hang on, man. I can’t remember shit and I need you to tell me about my life.”
Jet put her arm around his waist. He looked at her and put his arm around her. She looked up at him and said, “He’ll be okay, Jeff. I know he will.”
Jeff nodded. “Yeah, I know he will. He has to.”
Tami came into the room and checked Mark’s bandages. Jet and Jeff stepped back to stay out of her way and watched. When she finished with his bandages, she checked his pulse and blood pressure again. Right after she finished, Sheryl came in and looked him over too. She talked to Tami for a minute; then Tami left the room.
Sheryl stood over Mark for a few minutes, and then she turned to Jeff. “I appreciate what your brother did for Tami and I. Then what he did for the others still trapped inside the hospital by killing all those zombies. At least now, when the generators run out of fuel, the people will have a better chance of getting away.” She was quiet for a moment and then left the room.
Dedee and Todd came in and went over to the bed. She touched his arm. “Get better, Mark. We need you to keep us safe.”
Todd agreed. “Yeah, Mark. I want you to get better.”
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Lisa and Amy came from the barn and started for the house. They saw Sheryl and Tami taking some of the boxes from the van into the house. Sheryl noticed Lisa’s eyes were red and puffy as she passed. “Lisa, are you alright?”
Lisa turned as she walked. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
“Hey, I’m going to do everything I can to get him back up and around.”
Lisa stopped and turned. She glanced down as she nodded her head and then looked back up. “Thanks, Sheryl.”
Sheryl picked up the box and followed them into the house. Jeff and Lisa decided to go outside and check the surrounding area, just in case there were zombies wandering around. Sheryl and Tami went the through the boxes and organized the medical supplies Sheryl had taken before leaving the hospital.
Sheryl grabbed a small bottle and a syringe then went into Mark’s room. Jet and Dedee noticed this and looked each other in silence. They both got up and followed her in. Jet asked, “What’s that?”
Sheryl drew the liquid into the syringe. “It’s just something to help him with the pain if he wakes up. I don’t want him flinching from the pain and start bleeding again.”
“Oh,” Dedee said. “That’s a good idea.”
They watched her inject it into his leg around the wound. After that, they started to go through other rooms in the house to see what they could find as far as useful weapons. The first room they came to was a sewing room. Inside, were bolts of fabric and balls of yarn organized by color and stored in tubs. Dedee looked through a cedar chest while Jet checked the closet.
Jet stepped back and said, “Whoa! Check this out.”
Dedee glanced over and jumped up.”Whoa! Where did you find that?”
Jet held a scabbard in her hand. When she pulled the handle, an antique katana slid free. “Oh yeah, I like this!” She said as she set the scabbard down on a small folding table and looked the blade over.
“Oh my gawd, that thing looks old.” Dedee tilted her head. “Isn’t that kinda short for a sword though?”
“No, it’s a katana. That’s how long it is supposed to be,” Jet replied. “I’m petite, so it’s just right for me.”
Dedee stared at the blade and said, “I’d love to have one of those too.”
Jet held it out in front of her with both hands on the handle. “This feels nice, not heavy at all.” She handed Dedee a piece of scrap paper. “Here, hold this.” She set the blade on the edge of the paper. It cut cleanly the entire length of the sheet with only the weight of the blade pulling it through. “I’m keeping it. I bet I could dice up
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