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Chapter Seventeen<br />
Nathan<br />
“GOOD MORNIN’,” WALTER SAID, GREETING the kids with rifle in hand.<br />
Miranda worked to produce a smile, seeming ti<strong>red</strong> and cranky. “This is my boyfriend, Bryce.<br />
That’s Cooper.”<br />
I nodded to them.<br />
“Now that the pleasantries are over,” Walter said, gesturing to the station, “looks like we have a<br />
situation.”<br />
It was obvious why they’d had trouble. Two infected were inside the station, pushing excitedly<br />
against the double glass doors. One of them was a young girl, not much older than Zoe.<br />
“Yeah,” Cooper said, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. “We’ve run into them before.”<br />
“It should be just the two,” Bryce said. “Unless more wande<strong>red</strong> inside. I put down a male. He<br />
should still be lying by the cash register.”<br />
Walter motioned for the boys to follow him. “Better let us take care of this, Nate. I don’t want you<br />
to think about this every time you look at Zoe.”<br />
Regardless of the coward I might have looked like, I turned my back and tried not to listen as<br />
Walter and the boys eliminated the infected inside the gas station. Miranda kept an eye on the<br />
situation, but Ashley did as I did and looked the other way.<br />
“Clear,” the soldier said. The jargon and tone confirmed my suspicions.<br />
I stayed with the girls while Walter helped them look for a switch to turn on the pump. The<br />
owner’s resistance to new technology was fortunate. I wasn’t sure we could have got it to work if it<br />
had been one of the newer ones.<br />
“Okay!” Walter said. “Pull up the lever, and listen for it!”<br />
“For what” Miranda said.<br />
I pulled up the lever, and the pump buzzed. “For that.”<br />
With a big grin, Miranda began pumping the gas, and Ashley opened the trunk and pulled out three<br />
large gas cans.<br />
“We’re in business!” Miranda said to her boyfriend.<br />
He jogged to her side, and then interlaced his fingers on top of his head when he saw for himself.<br />
“Oh, thank God.”<br />
“I’ll go get my car and fill it up, too, and then we can be on our way. You can pull up to the house<br />
and wait once you’re finished here. Load up what you can.”<br />
Miranda nodded. “Will do.”<br />
They were all bouncing and smiling, excited that we would be leaving soon. Once I made the