“At least now I got to go home and curl up next to Zach. It made things a little more bearable. Our usual Wednesday supply run was a large team of six. We were going to split up in teams of two and hit a strip mall that had a variety of stores. Each of us would take a shopping cart and we would fill it up and bring it back to the trucks, then run back in and get more until the trucks were hopefully filled. Post-Z Supermarket Sweep, or whatever that lame-ass 90s show was called. Zach and I went... in quick. Our target was an urban clothing store. Our goal was tees, boots and jeans. The door was wide open and the store looked looted, but from what I could tell the looters had gone for the expensive shoes and jewelry at the back of the store. Gotta have priorities. We banged on the door to attract the attention of any zombies inside. Nothing came moaning out from behind clothing racks, so we pushed in. We each went at it, pushing the carts down the aisles and throwing in clothes that were good to work in and sturdy enough to protect from a bite. “There isn’t much here.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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