The Survivalistas

**** Chloe flopped down on the couch next to Luke, she had never been so happy to have new clothes in her life. She would never take clean underwear for granted again. She rolled her neck trying to get the kinks out. “How Sofia doing?” “She says she’s fine, but I think we can expect those babies anytime now.” He leaned back on the couch tossing his arms along the back. An awkward moment of silence passed. Chloe leaned forward elbows on her knees, twirling a wet lock of hair. Her mind kept flashing to that woman in the storeroom and what she’d said about Roy’s gang. “Do you think Roy and the good ol’ boys really killed that woman’s family?” “I don’t know. This is a new world, what we saw out there…” He trailed off and she felt a hand on her shoulder. “Come here.” She didn’t resist as he wrapped his arm around her, pulling her into a comforting embrace. Chloe curled into him needing the solace after everything that had happened. Her mind whirled as she tried to work through all the crazi...

Chapter 6 “I don’t like or trust that guy.” Chloe muttered jerking her thumb toward the truck following them. “Hon, I don’t think anyone really likes Roy, they just tolerate him.” Chloe huffed and frowned at him, as they pulled into the farm’s driveway. Parking and turning off the engine, Luke slid out with Chloe right behind him. “Would you run in and get Rob, so I can keep an eye on these guys?” Luke asked as she climbed out of the truck. “Sure.” She jogged to the house and entered through the kitchen door to find Rob already pulling on his coat. “So here’s the quick version in order to get the stuff we needed Luke had to barter a cow to this yahoo named Roy and his gang of douchecanoes who took over the Wally World.” Rob nodded, then asked. “You got what we need for the kids and new arrivals?” “I hope so.” “Good because the babies are getting impatient. I had to force Sofia to go lay down. I think she’s having contractions, but playing them off as braxton hicks.” “Ok go on, I’ll get...

Luke lead the way out of the store and to the truck. Chloe tossed the bags in the back, then pointed toward the back of the dinner. Nodding Luke led the way to the McDonald's as they rounded the building they realized it had already been hit. A red SUV had been driven through the front of the restaurant. The zombified driver clawing at the window, made Chloe cringe. Inside the place looked ransacked, wrappers and cups littered the floor, chairs had been toppled and broken. Sighing Chloe gestured for Luke to go ahead. Gripping the tire iron tighter she followed him through the door. The smell was the first thing she noticed, it wasn’t as bad as it could have been she was sure, but the rotten meat and vegetable stench was not pleasant. Holding the rifle at the ready, Luke slid behind the counter and into the kitchen area. Chloe frowned, as the sound of someone sobbing reached her ears. Reaching out she grabbed, Luke’s jacket, whispering, “Do you hear that?” He nodded and pointed tow...

“So you have a game plan, right?” Luke glanced at her then back to the road. “Sure, I have a plan of sorts.” “Which means no, we’re winging this.” Crossing her arms over her chest she flopped back against the pickup’s seat. They were driving down route twenty six heading for Lowville. Luke had chosen a roundabout route, hitting mostly back roads, and bringing them in closer to the stores. Chloe was on edge, she hadn’t had to face another one of those things since getting to the farm. The few that had stumbled near the house, Rob or Luke had taken out with a rifle before they’d gotten close. Aim for the head, just like in the movies, that’s what the reporter told them. Chloe glanced out the window as they passed another house, most the houses they’d gone by had looked abandoned, this one’s door was wide open blocked by something that looked like a body. Swallowing, Chloe turned her gaze ahead not wanting to see what the other houses held. They pulled into the Kinney Drugs parking lot an...