“Do you think he had rabies?”
“I don’t know,” Sam said, becoming quiet.
She looks like she is lost in thought.
“The patient at the hospital smelt bad too, like a dead animal,” I say, as a matter a fact.
“Try your phone again Sam,” Mathew says quickly. I pull my phone out of my bag hoping there is a signal, but, of course, there isn’t.
Shaking my head in frustration.
“No signal, my phone is running out of batteries, should I shut it off to save whatever charge I have left?”
“Yea, that would probably be a good idea. It’s not doing us any good right now anyways.” Mathew answers back.
Mathew grabs a hold of my hand, squeezing it tight. We continue walking through the thick brush. I feet are starting to hurt; I can feel a blister forming on my big toe. My feet hurt so bad it feels like each step I take a thousand needles are poking every inch of my feet.
“We are almost there, another forty five minutes at the most,” Kat says in between breaths.
“Let’s take a fifteen- minute break,” Mathew says as he sits down on the dirt.
Looking at my watch, it reads five p.m. I feel we are making good timing; I sit down between Kat and Mathew and try to catch my breath.
I’m beyond exhausted and frightened of what happened on the train. I just want to hurry up and get back home to our boys. I need to know if they are ok and I long to feel there slobbery little kisses and tiny little sticky hands giving me a hug.
I know my parents will protect them, but what happens if they don’t have enough food, or what happens if this all started when they were out at the grocery store and couldn’t make it home safely.
“Okay, our break is over, let’s go,” Mathew says dusting off all the dirt from his pants.
Our fifteen -minute break is over too soon and my feet are pleading with me for a longer break. I get up and put out my hand to help Kat off of the ground, she too looks tired.
Her face looks drained of color; she’s starting to slouch as she walks. She looks really dehydrated and maybe faint. I sure hope she doesn’t, that is the last thing we need right now.
“Once we get back to the depot we need to get to our hotel room, empty out our luggage and use it to pack as much food and water as we can find. We’ll check out the grocery store, and then get the hell out of dodge.” Mathew says as he looks lost in thought.
“Kat do you have a car? Are you close to home?” I question.
“No, my sister usually picks me up at eight p.m. by the little market. She works at the local grocery store thirty minutes from the depot…. Do you think she’s ok?” Kat asks concern.
I try not to look her in the eyes, afraid she can see the uncertainty in my face. “I’m sure she is. Are you going to wait for her?”
“Yes, I have too if I leave and she comes looking for me, she could get hurt.”
I nod my head, agreeing with her.
About thirty five minutes later we are starting to get a closer view of the depot. “What happens if everyone at the depot is sick too?” I question.
“I don’t know. I haven’t thought that far ahead. Kat where are you going to go while you wait for your sister? You need to stay safe and out of sight.” Mathew says worriedly.
“What room are you guys staying in?”
“We’re in room eighteen,” Mathew and I say simultaneously.
“You should be able to see the mini market from your room; I’ll just stay there until I see her.”
“What happens if she doesn’t come? You will be stuck there by yourself with
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Aunt Dimity [14] Aunt Dimity Slays the Dragon