sister-in-law. Was supposed to just be a normal fuckinโ trip, take the boy up from Fort Lauderdale to see his aunt, let my wife catch up with her sister and then next thing we know, weโre livinโ in Georgia with biters at our heels every corner we turn.โ
โHellโฆ I donโt even think this shit is gonna right itself anymore. I did once but god damnโฆโ
Kenny grit his teeth, hands gripping the wheel for a moment before exhaling a breath.
โYโknow when all this shit started we were just cominโ back from Memphis vistinโ my โ
โYeah maybe youโre right.โ
Woods took a smoke looking at the window.
โWhat a fucking world we live in now. A world weโre undead fuckers are alive and trying to eat us.โ
Woods sat still took another smoke in.
// Hello, just letting yโall know work has been wiping me the hell out lately which is why I havenโt really been around as much. I tend to be more active on the weekends when Iโm off
Iโve been so tired when I get home from work that all I do is make dinner and then go to bed ๐ฅด
damn dayโฆ so he knew what it felt like.
โNo offence with you being military and all, but I donโt think the Government are gonna do shitโฆ hell I donโt think thereโs even a government left.โ
Kenny gave a quiet nod at that, the Floridian was a loud mouth and a hothead but god did he know how painful loss was.
Heโd lost everything three times and it never got any easier. Carrying the weight of not being enough to save his son was something he dealt with every god โ
He looked at the dead corpses on the ground while the truck was moving.
โI lost teammates brothersโฆ all over this shit. I really hope the government has the way of clearing this shit up.โ
Woods took in a cigarette having himself a smoke.
โBut now Iโm used to seeing
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โNo we definitely donโt want that.โ
His hand moved to turn the key in the ignition of the truck, getting it started up.
โOh yeah? How?โ
Heโd be lying if he said this reminded him of anything he used to do before. He was a commercial fishing captain.
Boats and fish, he โ
โ yeah best not to fire guns last thing we need to draw a fucking army out there.โ
Woods looked at the window seeing a couple of dead corpses outside.
โShit this almost remind me of my military time.โ
Woods thought about his past.
the crowbar he had attached to his hip, the silver haired fisherman nodded.
โWe might, be able to slip in through the side alley or the staff entrances in the backโฆ just depends on how many walkers are up around by the front doorsโฆโ
โFine by me.โ
He didnโt actually mind being the one left to drive in this scenario. If anything, he actually preferred being the driver. More often than not, Kenny felt way more at home behind a steering wheel or under a hood than in a passengers seat.
Readying his rifle, and โ
โ well would you look at that? We can finally agree on something letโs move we can take the truck.โ
Woods grabbed his MK49 along with his knife heading straight to the truck and waiting for Kenny to show up.
โ youโre fucking driving though I donโt feel like driving on the
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he was actually speaking from a place of amusement more than anything else.
โSo Iโll keep my eye out for look out posts and big olโ stations then.โ
A laugh left the manโs mouth, a little bit bouncy in nature and louder than it should have beenโฆ but that was just Kenny. Louder than he should have been.
โOld timerโฆyou better watch your damn mouth kid.โ
There was no irritation or frustration in that, none at all. In fact, โ
โSure thing old timer , โ he smiled , turning to head back in the direction of Jackson , โYou'll see it before we get there , got the roads up to it cleared out , outposts and stations everywhere โ โ
They're not always manned but the walls are all day , all night , everyday โ
โIt might just.โ
He wasnโt getting any younger and this constant drifting wasnโt exactly easyโฆ but there was a fear in his bones that heโd never admit to, he didnโt want to watch more people die to prove once again he wasnโt worthy enough to protect like he thought.
The โ
โWell hopefully it takes you a bit longer to move on this time.โ
Abby just met this guy, but she didnโt have many people to talk to around here, and she didnโt mind Kenny.
โHey, would you want to maybe get a drink?โ
โฆ
drink would sound good right about now yโknow.โ
Heโd only started to drink heavier after he lost Duck and Katjaa, the pain of not even being able to bury his little boyโฆ his son or his wifeโฆ it had played on his mind. The only way to dampen the heartache had been through the โ