Free Zombie Fallout 4: The End Has Come and Gone by Mark Tufo

was Dizz who said something first, although Tracy had seen it a few seconds earlier.
    “Is that a car?” Dizz asked, leaning over the front seat.
    Tracy ’s heartbeat had accelerated. Absolutely no good came from dealing with zombies, and the odds were near to that bad when dealing with humans, post-apocalyptically speaking. And even a lot of times beforehand now that she thought about it.
    “Angel, you scoot down under the dashboard. Boys, I want you to sit up and puff yourselves up. You need to look as big as possible.” Angel didn’t argue, she quickly picked up on Tracy ’s trepidation. Dizz and Sty were a little slow on the uptake.
    “What’s going on?” Sty asked. He was nervous and now he didn’t know why.
    “Just do it!” Ryan said, folding his legs under his butt to gain some height.
    Tracy wanted to laugh when she looked in the rear view mirror and saw that Ryan was turning varying shades of red as he took in large breaths of air in an attempt to gain bulk. She wanted to tell him to stop before he hurt himself but he was trying and for that she silently thanked him.
    The cars were on opposite side s of the highway, hurtling towards each other. Tracy kept her eyes locked forward, not daring to glance over and possibly let them see any signs of weakness.
    Dizzy had no such compunction. “Oh my God!” Dizzy said, fear twanging his voice two octaves higher, which immediately had the added effect of de-pubertizing him.
    “What?” Tracy asked. She could only picture the worst. Red Neck Number One was alive, jaw-less and seeking revenge. Or it was Eliza herself come to finish them off personally. “Fine!” Tracy steeled herself. “I’ll finish the bitch off myself.” The words flowed out easier than she would have imagined. Now if she could only infuse some belief into her words she’d be all set.
    “I just saw…” Dizz started.
    “A man with no jaw?” Tracy finished.
    “Ooooh gross,” Angel said from under the dashboard. “How does he eat licorice?”
    In spite of her fear Tracy still managed a grin at that statement.
    “A man with no jaw? No, and I agree with Angie, that is gross,” Dizz said.
    “What did you see?” Tracy asked as she saw red brake lights flare to life in her side view mirror.
    “I just saw the biggest man I have ever seen in my life!” Dizz said with amazement.
    “What color was he?” Tracy asked. Durgan might be under control to not kill Mike, but she didn’t think that extended to the rest of his family or whoever else he might run across.
    “What?” Dizz asked. “Oh. He was black.”
    “You’re sure, Dizz?” Tracy asked.
    “Positive, and the driver was a white girl. So what?” Dizz asked.
    “Can I get out from under here? It smells like feet,” Angel giggled.
    “Yeah, come on up here sweetie and get your seatbelt back on,” Tracy said as she took the Subaru over the grassy median.
     

     

BT and Meredith
    “Did she see us?” BT asked as he tried to fit his immeasurable bulk under the console. His success rate was much, much less than Angel’s.
    “Umm let’s see. She just crossed over the grass and is now heading this way, so my guess is yes.” “Does everyone in the Talbot family have to go to a special ‘smart ass’ class before they can be considered an actual family member? I mean, do you guys have to get certified or something?” “I don’t think you’re going to fit,” Meredith told BT.
    “Is she still coming?” BT asked without turning around.
    “No, no, she thought better of it. It looks like she’s heading the other way.”
    “Really!?” BT craned his neck around to confirm this new information. “What? She’s not turning around!” BT said, more than a little miffed.
    “You’ve known my uncle how long?”
    “Hilarious, drive. Let’s get the hell out of here.”
    “I am not driving away from my aunt,” Meredith said as she pulled over, placing the car in park and getting out.
    “What are you doing? We have to