Read Save Me for Free Online

truly be real." Will swallowed hard and I was sure that if I looked into his eyes I would see tears there. "But then I don't want to forget them either. If I don't remember them then it's like they never existed at all. I can't let their lives be that insignificant."
    "Is there anyone else left to remember them? Any other family?" I asked, wanting to do or say something that would bring him the tiniest bit of comfort.
    "Not that I know of. Just me." He kicked a rock on the road and took a deep breath.
    "Well then, tell me about them. Then we can both carry their memory."
    Will stopped and looked at me as if I just said the most amazing thing he ever heard. One side of his mouth curved up into a smile. The tear I suspected, escaped down his cheek.
    "Okay," he nodded, quickly wiping the tear away and taking one of my hands into his.
    Will found a place for us to stop and take a rest and told me all about his three siblings, Jack, Nicholas and Lilly. We didn't talk about their death or even a single bad memory. Will recounted all the family holidays, silly pranks, and unique personalities of each one. He told me all about Lilly's ballet recitals and Nicholas' baseball games. I learned that Jack was in college and wanted to be a doctor. After about an hour I felt like I had known the three for real. For that one hour it was like the world was normal again. Just two people talking and laughing and enjoying each other's company. The way his eyes lit up into sparkling emeralds when he talked about his family made him even more endearing. I fought back the urge to reach up and touch his face. I let my guard down, sitting there with Will, and just enjoyed spending time with him. I could imagine a normal life again as we sat there in the tall grass, lost in each other.
    Suddenly, Will jumped up putting himself in front of me and readying his bow. He scanned the area for danger. I looked around unsure of what had gotten his attention, but then I was more interested in looking at his face than our surroundings.
    "There," he said pointing about twenty yards away at a single flesh eater hobbling in our direction.
    It was slower than usual, clearly not a fresh one. All the flesh was missing from its right leg and it had no left hand. It wasn't even possible to tell if it was male or female at this point. The afterlife had not been kind to our approaching undead visitor.
    "Time to learn," Will said handing me a bow.
    He showed me how to aim and fire, demonstrating the proper way to hold the bow. This was certainly a better use for hunting skills than shooting rabbits or squirrels. When it was my turn, Will stood behind me with his arms around my body, positioning me better. My brain focused more on his scent, a mixture of soap and something uniquely him and the feel of him against me, than the target in front of me. It took me three shots to even hit the thing. And by hit, I mean I landed an arrow into its handless arm. I pushed Will off, trying to get my head in the right place. My fourth try however was dead on, literally, straight through the brain. I fired once more with nearly identical accuracy just to make sure the last shot wasn't just pure luck.
    "I guess you got the hang of it." Will laughed and went to retrieve the arrows for later use.
    I was a good shot with the gun as well but I didn't think it would be quite so easy to pick up. I don't know why I had been so hesitant to use the bow. Quiet weapons were essential in not attracting more undead. Every time you fired a gun you risked getting the attention of any flesh eater within earshot. Sometimes that meant attracting a horde, something you never wanted to do. The hordes tended to include fresher bodies that moved faster and were much more enthusiastic about their hunger. The older, slower, ones tended to go solo, probably because they couldn't keep up.
    "You're a natural." Will tousled my hair and smiled. "Now let's go find some dinner."
    He gathered his bag and started off down