Free Surviving The Aftermath (Book 1): The Dead Linger by Liz Roberts

intersection after obviously having been plowed into by another car. Whoever was the driver of the car she was in, was long gone, she still hadn’t regained any memory of anything before that first day when she woke up. She was always saying to people that she was fortunate not to know the loss that everyone else had.  They all worked together pretty closely discussing new ways to improve. A thought early on was to move the barbwire perimeter and fencing farther out. There were other stores on the other side of the parking lot closer to the road, the thought was to expand, get more room. But with supplies being what they were, the expansion plan would probably have to wait. Jill at the moment was helping take inventory. There was talk about a supply run getting ready to happen, and lists had to be made.
    “Hey Cindi.”
    “Hi Jill. So we’ll be working together today on this crap?” Cindi an extremely bubbly 19 yr replied. She had beautifully straight blonde hair that required absolutely no product, because there wasn’t much anyway.
    “Yup, they gave us the boring stuff today.” Jill preferred being on watch, making or cleaning weapons or going over strategy. Counting was not her favorite past time.
    “I’ll count you write?”
    “Sure let’s go.” Jill noticed this seemed to be Cindi’s only jobs, that and working in the kitchen, maybe she just didn’t have the stomach for anything else. Cindi was Tom and Vikki’s eldest daughter of 19, she was once a cheerleader, shocking, a gymnast and a track star. Apparently according to Vikki she was very popular in school and had been accepted to a plethora of colleges all across the U.S.
    “Where’s your tag-a-long buddy?” Cindi was referring to Jack. Everyone had noticed the two of them were together quite a bit.
    “He’s over learning how to work the doors.”
    “So what’s his story? He doesn’t talk much.” Jill was taken aback by this statement. Jack not talk? The kid was a motor mouth, some days you wanted to duct tape his mouth shut. But he meant well and would bend over backwards to help anyone.
    “What do you mean he doesn’t talk? What sort of questions are you asking him?” Jill was now curious.
    “Oh just the usual, how does he like it here, what sort of jobs he’s doing. He just gives one word answers.” While Jill knew Jack had a crush on Meghan, that didn’t mean he had to treat the other girls rudely, maybe she would just mention it to him.
    “I think he likes here just fine, he’s never expressed interest in leaving, or even searching for his dad for that matter.” Jill said.
    “His dad?”
    “Yeah his dad left in find help or answers, who knows, but they had a working car and took off a couple weeks before I found him.” She wasn’t sure if she should be telling all this to Cindi, unsure if Jack wanted his business talked about so she clamped up. After a few more minutes of companionable silence Cindi spoke up again.
    “Have you met that Tyler guy yet?”
    “Yeah and his friend Jeff. Why?” Jill was super interested to hear this answer.
    “I don’t know, just wondered what you thought of him.” Cindi tried to cover up her question with a nonchalant shrug, but she would need much more practice, because she was blushing too. Jill immediately worried where this conversation was heading.
    “I think he’s dangerous and probably not looking for friends. You might want to think about steering clear of him, at least for now.” Hoping she didn’t push Cindi in the wrong direction Jill tried to keep short but yet on point.
    “I guess, but he’s always nice to me.”
    “He’s still a stranger, just watch yourself around him, at least until he’s been here a while longer. You don’t want to rush into anything right.” Jill was foreseeing a conversation with Vikki in the future. Up walked Tom before Cindi could ask any more questions.
    “Hey princess, how are you guys doing here?” He asked Cindi.
    “Great dad, were