that tattooed chic and they were slobbering all over each other?”
Kylie laughed. “She had on those super tight jeans and when she bent over, you could see the thong riding up her crack.”
“That was so gross,” said Allie. “Everything about her was sleazy.”
Kylie smiled. “You’re just saying that because you liked Billy.”
Her eyes widened. “I did not like Billy!”
Jasper roared again in the distance.
“Aw…he soun ds so sad,” said Kylie. “And lonely.”
“That’ s because he got rid of his two girlfriends,” stated Luke.
Allie’s eyebrows shot up. “ What?”
“I guess they were jabbering away and just wouldn’t shut up. Old Jasper must have decided he’d had enough,” said Luke, with a sly grin. “So he ate them.”
Kylie covered her m outh in horror. “That’s horrible.”
“Oh, I don’t know,” chuckled Justice as he began to walk away. “He ended up with food and silence. I’m almost envying old Jasper right now.”
Kylie glared at Luke when he started laughing. “You actually think that’s funny?”
“Little bit.”
“So, um did you guys find any food?” asked Allie as she hurried to catch up to Justice.
Justice pointed back to Luke.
“Oh yeah,” said Luke, reaching into his shirt. He pulled out a brownie and handed it to her. “Knock yourself out.”
“We ll, obviously we’re going to need more than this,” said Kylie as he handed her a brownie, too.
“ I’ve got some chips and popcorn, too. But, there’s more in the cafeteria,” said Luke. “I think we should go back and load up.”
Justice shook his head . “No, I have a better idea- let’s just get the hell out of here. Try out luck somewhere else.”
“ But we really need that food,” said Luke. “My stomach is beginning to sound like Jasper.”
“I thought that was your belly. Jeeze,” said Allie.
“That’s because I’m starving. L et’s just grab one of those containers of food and then leave. We might not find anything else for a long time. The stuff in the cafeteria is ready to go.”
“Fine,” said Justice, “b ut keep your eye open for that wacko.”
“Don’t worry, my eyes are peeled for creepy guy ,” said Luke.
The zoo was quiet , except for the constant buzzing of flies on dead carcasses, as they made their way back to the cafeteria. Justice went in first with his gun raised and they followed close behind.
“It’s clear,” he said, lowering the revolver. “Grab what you can an d then let’s bolt.”
“Oh my God,” said Allie. Squealing, s he pulled out a candy bar and ripped it open. “You were just going to leave all of this stuff behind?”
Justice didn’t say anything . He walked back to the door and stared outside.
Kids.
It was obvious to him that he was the only one who realized how dangerous their current situation was. Not only did they have zombies to worry about but now they had that head-case, Darren. From the way the guy acted, it was clear that whatever drugs he’d stopped taking, had unleashed some kind of unrestrained madness.
Just like Jimmy.
His stepfather.
Jimmy, had been diagnosed with schizophrenia only two years ago, but the family had lived with the psychosis for over fourteen. It wasn’t until Jimmy’s sister had been diagnosed with the same condition that their mother had finally reached out for help and gotten him the medication he’d needed. Before that, she’d always blamed his irrational behavior and outbursts on the ‘Vietnam War’.
“ I’m sure it’s the flashbacks from the war, again,” she’d say, after Jimmy had one of his episodes or nervous breakdowns, which were very sporadic. Sometimes he believed he was being watched by the government and other times he wouldn’t leave his bed for days. “We just need to be patient with him.”
But it was hard to be patient with someone who took it upon himself to train children on how to survive the monsters lurking in the back of Jimmy’s warped