04-09-2012, 06:54 AM
"That's not going to happen," Zach said, once again grimacing as his truthful nature bit him in the ass. "I'm sure you're a nice enough girl, Aurelia, but really. . . ." He was blushing like mad now, and trying not to think of what she'd meant. Right . .. that failed dramatically.
By the time Scarlett got the window open, Harper was dying. He readily passed Lilly to her, and then used his held hand to pull Aurelia toward the window. "You have to go in now. It's getting dark." That, and he was certain he'd heard something moving a little ways to his left. "Let's hurry."
When they were all inside, Zach reached for the boards and hammer. It wasn't long before they were boarded in. The flashlights that Scarlett had helped replenish were useful as the clicked on, illuminating a cool white room with supplies stacked along the back counter. It looked like someone either did or still lived there.
"Bandages and medicine," Harper took a few of the items and stashed them away in his bag, glancing about to make sure there was no one else with them. "Aurelia, you should carry some of this. Just in case you ever got separated from us." There was a packed bag a few feet away. Upon checking it, Zach smiled. It was perfect - a pre-made survival kit.
When he caught a strange expression on Scarlett's face, Zach paused and placed a hand on her shoulder. "You okay?"
Lilly was wandering about a few feet away, cautiously peeking around in the bottom cupboards. She pulled out a pack of crackers and a jar of jelly, eagerly bringing them to her brother. Her round eyes said it all: she was famished. They all were, really.
"Let's gather a bit, and then move upstairs. It's safer up there." He shone his flashlight to the floor. "Don't shine the light at the windows, either." They didn't need the evening horde trying to break in. Zach looked back to Scarlett, looking genuinely worried.
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