Parasite; the True Story of the Zombie Apocalypse by Doug Ward

Author:Doug Ward
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Doug Ward

Chapter 21

Melissa

As I watched Henry drive away, a tear ran down my cheek. I couldn’t believe it. That was my husband. He’d made it here!

I couldn’t fathom what he was doing with Dean. I didn’t think he really knew our neighbor that well. But he had come.

I wondered what happened to Julie. Why wasn’t she with them? But I pushed those thoughts from my mind and decided to just be happy that they had made it at all. From what the television said, it was chaos out there.

My heart swelled with pride. I walked right up to Ned, who was busy using the can opener part of the pocketknife. Amber was standing beside him, nearly jumping up and down in excitement. Both were grinning ear to ear.

Drawing my right fist back, I punched him hard in the arm, nearly causing him to drop the can. My coworkers turned their attention to me, frowning. “Ouch,” Ned said, shocked, forgetting the can in his hands. “What was that for?”

“Doubting!” I said accusingly, while smiling. “I told you Hank was coming. You made a joke of it. You called him the bug guy.”

“I guess I was wrong!” he said, before turning back to the can of baked beans. “I’m sorry.”

I couldn’t blame him. As I watched him working on the lid, I couldn’t help thinking that I had harbored some of those same thoughts. I didn’t think he would even notice the outbreak. I thought he would be secured in his lab and never notice that anything out of sorts happened.

My husband, when focusing on a problem, could be quite oblivious to things happening right in front of him. But I had kept my hopes alive. Pushing back my doubts, I believed he would come. He loved me, and seeing him those few moments ago renewed my faith and love for him. He crossed unknown hazards to save me. He had even wanted to rush right inside the building to free me from this perch.

Ned handed the now open can to Amber. She snatched it from his outstretched hand and immediately began pouring the contents into her mouth. Ned started on the next one, a can of chicken soup.

As he worked the knife’s opener on the top, Amber offered the beans to me. I followed her technique and tilted the can to my lips. I never liked baked beans. They always tasted chalky to me. But after a few days with no food, I found the unheated side dish to be one of the most wonderful flavors I’d ever eaten. I had difficulty stopping myself when I reached the limit of my portion. I saved the rest for Ned and set the can on the roof and waited for my turn at the soup.

Amber delicately dabbed at a small trail of the concentrated liquid with a finger, savoring every drop as she passed the container to me.

When Ned finished opening the last can, which held peaches, he snatched the beans from the roof and consumed his share, followed quickly by the soup.

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