she interrupted. “Her virus doesn’t make zombies.”
I sighed. “I’m just not real sure how well this is going to go over.” I hesitated as I thought about the reaction from the rest of the house. “I need to get you both somewhere warm.”
“Just me,” Ash said as she shivered. “She’s warm-blooded. That’s how I’ve managed this long in the cold.”
I nodded to her and twirled my finger to tell her to look the other way. She read my thoughts and turned so I could disrobe. We headed back toward the tent and Abigail met us outside.
“Grab your stuff,” Ash told the girl.
“Where are we going?” she asked.
“To a new home. It’s filled with really nice people. You’re going to like it there,” Ash said.
“Does he live there?” Abigail inclined her head toward me.
Yes, I told her.
He doesn’t like me, she told Ash, but I understood her clearly.
She’s still learning about blocking certain people out, Ash told only me. Then she let me hear her response. It’s not that Jason doesn’t like you, he’s just not used to kids and he’s scared of how people might treat you since you’re not an adult. He’s just worried for our safety. I’ve told you what I did to you wasn’t right. You were too young.
Abigail nodded and it started to mist again, typical, temperamental Washington weather.
“So are you ready to race a werewolf?” Ash asked Abigail.
“Heck, yeah!” The girl bounced a round with a huge smile. Her fangs gleamed in the moonlight before a cloud passed by. Abby grabbed her backpack and pulled it on.
It reminded me of the two of us riding on Verloren’s Hayabusa. Ash buried her freezing face in my back. I was running fast enough for the mist to sting my face. I tore into the mud and struggled not to slip. I had to slow down whenever the clouds covered the moon.
Abby ran mostly soundlessly beside me, giggling now and then. She was as stealthy as Ash.
After a while, lights appeared in front of me and to the left. I ran in that direction. I wasn’t sure exactly where we were, or how far away from home I was. I could hear tires on wet pavement and I slowed down to a walk. Ash sat up on my back.
“Highway 101.” S he shivered. “You need to head south. There isn’t much coverage around that town. Stay east and head south.”
But you need to eat, I told her. I panted, trying to catch my breath.
Abb y kicked at some stones and jumped up and down on a fallen log.
“Not here. There aren’t enough people. Besides it’s too late. You know how these small towns are. They shut up tighter than Fort Knox after ten pm. There is no way I would find anything without breaking into an innocent person’s home. I’ll get something from the fridge. We’re only about twenty miles from home,” she said.
I don’t think we have any at home. It’s just the three gargoyles, Hania, Sarah , and me. Coylene comes and goes. Since Fabi isn’t around to ride our asses, me and Sarah go out to eat.
“Gargoyles like Lex?” Abigail chirped.
Ashley laughed at her. “It is Lex.”
“Wow, I get to meet her?”
“You get to live with her, silly.” Ash turned back to me. “We’ll figure something out for food, but not here.” She clung to me again, trying to warm herself.
I did what she said and headed south to avoid the town. The cold rain let up, but there was still moisture in the air. Ash’s clothes were soaking wet and I wanted to get her home. I almost plowed down a herd of elk as I bolted through the trees. Abigail found that comical. After a while I cut over to the highway and headed due west. The moon made its appearance again and lit the way. None of it looked familiar, but I had to come across something. There were way too many large hills for me to be in the right place. Before I knew it I could hear the rush of the ocean. I edged over to the cliff.
Ashley perked up when I stopped. “Where are we?” Her teeth chattered as she spoke.
I looked around at the broken