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

leave!” BT said in alarm.
    Meredith peeked her head back in. “You scared of Aunt Tracy? I mean, you should be, she’s probably a good buck ten, buck fifteen tops.” “How long you known your aunt?” BT asked in disbelief.
    Meredith actually stopped to think about that point. “I guess you have something there. If she has to deal with Uncle Mike then I guess she must have some serious brass tacks.” “Of that I can assure you,” BT said, slowly getting out of the car, dreading the confrontation that was about to ensue.
    “Meredith, BT?” Tracy asked as she pulled the car up alongside them and quickly hopped out. “What are you guys doing here?” “I guess we could ask the same of you,” BT said. “Is everything alright, where’s Mike and the boys? Okay I get it now,” he said after looking over the precious cargo she was hauling in the small hatchback. “Where’d you pick up the vagabonds?” “We are not bagavonds!” Angel said coming out of the car, yelling at BT’s knees. “Mommy says we’re Protestants!” “Holy crap mister, you’re huge!” Dizz said, slowly approaching BT as if he were a carnival attraction. Ryan grabbed his sister before the giant inadvertently stepped on her.
    “You first,” Tracy said, circling back to her original question.
    “What do you think?” BT said.
    “I wanted to help, Auntie,” Meredith said. “I was kinda also hoping that we’d come across Melanie and I could let Dad finally grieve instead of holding onto any false hope.” “And you , BT?” Tracy pressed.
    “I owe your husband my life Tracy , probably a couple of times over.” BT looked at her defiantly for a moment then off into the distance, obviously hoping she would let it slide.
    Tracy immediately looked away when she noticed a stubby tail wagging from the rear of Meredith’s car. “Henry?” Tracy walked over to open the door and pet the dog.
    “See, I told you he was supposed to come,” BT said, nudging Meredith. “He just saved my ass.” Henry licked Tracy ’s face, leaving a trail of saliva down her cheek.
    “Oooh gross!” Angel exclaimed as she came up to pat Henry’s broad face. Henry turned his attention to the girl’s sticky fingers. Angel squealed in delight as Henry began to clean up all the sugary goodness left behind.
    Tracy stood back up, wiping the slime from her face.
    “We didn’t know he was in the car when we left,” BT said, preempting the next question Tracy was sure to ask.
    “Yeah we didn’t realize he was there until I just didn’t think any living human could possibly make that stench, not even BT,” Meredith said, pointing towards the big man.
    “The more I get to know you Meredith, the funnier you get,” BT said.
    Meredith did a small curtsy and grinned at him cheekily.
    “How do you know where to go? Tracy asked.
    “Ron gave us a radio. The plan is to have Mike do his nightly call and then Ron lets us know where he’s at.” An idea rapidly began to formulate in Tracy ’s head. “Meredith, I can’t make you do anything you don’t want to, but I can ask you.” Meredith’s attention was rapt, but Tracy hadn’t even begun to ask before Meredith had figured it out. “You want me to take these kids to Dad,” she said, her voice full of resignation.
    “My kids and husband are out there,” Tracy pleaded. “I can’t leave them, I can’t.” “I understand, Auntie, my sister is out there too though. Even if I don’t think she’s alive I want to find her.” “I understand, I do. I’m sorry,” Tracy said with the full impact of reality striking her square on the shoulders.
    “Why don’t we all take these kids back and with the two of you driving we’ll be able to catch up in half the time,” BT reasoned.
    Tracy and Meredith both thanked the big man enthusiastically for his idea. Meredith could rid herself of the guilt and Tracy could latch on to hope. Within five minutes they were both heading east on I-90 back towards