Page 143 of His to Burn
Miles pushed the wagon aside and grabbed Lourdes’s hand. Together they took off in a run, Bridget, Caitlin, and Elliot a step behind. I reached for Asia, letting out a breath when my fingers grazed hers.
And then we ran.
I looked back, relieved when I didn’t see those things.
But I knew they were there.
“I see the house!” Asia yelled.
“Wait,” I called as I scanned the area.
Asia looked at me, then froze.
“What is…?” She trailed off when she stopped at my side.
She saw it, too.
“No,” she said, her voice quiet. “No!”
I didn’t look at her. My gaze was stuck on the beautiful farmhouse in the distance.
This was an old farmhouse.
A real one.
And it was surrounded by a horde of zombies.
A crowd that seemed to turn as one and shamble directly toward us.
Glanced back and saw more creeping inexorably forward.
To us.
Asia’s fingernails dug into my palm, but I didn’t really notice, too busy calculating how many I could take out before they reached us.
I took a moment to look at Asia.
Planted a hard kiss against her mouth.
“No matter what,” I whispered.
Then I drew my knife.
Thankyou for fighting the fire.
The real battle is yet to come.
The journey continues inBound in Ashes.
