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school.” Her eyes glistened. “He was very kind to me. They both were.”<br />

“Both”<br />

“Wes and Leah,” Scarlet said.<br />

Ashley leaned against Cooper, thinking fondly of the two. “Leah was my dad’s girlfriend. She was<br />

very sweet.”<br />

“She was,” Cooper nodded.<br />

Ashley shook her head slowly. “I can’t believe she’s gone. That they’re gone.” She looked to her<br />

sister. “I hate this. I want to wake up and this all be a bad dream.” She began to rock back and forth a<br />

bit, struggling with the new reality we all faced. “I don’t want this.”<br />

“None of us do,” Miranda snapped. She sighed, realizing she was too harsh. “We’ve had a long<br />

day. Bryce and I will take my room; Ashley and Coop have their own. Scarlet, I guess you’ve been<br />

sleeping in dad’s room”<br />

Scarlet nodded. “Yes, but the girl is in there. I’ll take the couch.”<br />

“You sure” I said.<br />

Scarlet offe<strong>red</strong> a small smile, and then looked to Joey. “There is a couch downstairs in the<br />

basement, but it might not be big enough for you. I can switch with you if you’d like.”<br />

Joey shook his head. “The basement sounds good to me. I’ll make a pallet if I have to.”<br />

“I’ll show you the linen closet,” Scarlet said, standing. That prompted everyone else to stand, and<br />

Scarlet laughed once without humor. “I’m glad you all made it,” she said, her voice breaking. “I was<br />

afraid I was the only one left.”<br />

Scarlet could clearly take care of herself, and wasn’t the slightest bit fragile, but something about<br />

the way her voice broke made me want to pull her into my arms and hold her. She and Joey walked<br />

away, and the distance created lessened my urge to comfort her. I shook my head and silently scolded<br />

myself. I’d just met her, and she probably didn’t need anyone to make her feel better, anyway, not that<br />

there was any way for someone to feel better about being separated from their children in days like<br />

these.<br />

I went into the doctor’s bedroom and closed the French doors behind me, sliding quietly under the<br />

covers beside Zoe. Even as I thought about the horrors of the last few days, warmth washed over me,<br />

comforted by the knowledge that this was the safest place to raise my little girl. At least until<br />

someone found a cure for the sickness that had taken so much from everyone under that roof. Knowing<br />

we weren’t alone and that we were still waiting for others was the most comforting. That was a hope<br />

I would help Scarlet hang on to.

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