At night, Toby and Lindsay helped me outside to sit near a fire to eat. They sat me down on a soft pile of dirt Toby had scraped together.
Then he gave the pig to me and I started to skin it. I still had the same pocketknife I used to cut the hole in the pill bottle and to slice off Toby's ropes. I took off all hair and skin.
Lindsay gathered strong sticks to keep the fire going because she couldn't be near the animal right now.
When I was finally done taking the skin and hair off, and Toby was done making us a fire with a lighter that survived the bombing and some twigs, and Lindsay was done gathering sticks, we had a small feast.
Lindsay sat to my right and Toby sat to my left. The meat wasn't the best you could eat, but it was the best we had now. I watched Lindsay take small bites and I knew she hated everything about this.
"How's everyone's dinner?" I asked.
Lindsay was the first to answer, "It's ok I guess." she said with a shrug. Liar.
Toby said it was, "Not horrible, but not great." He was the least picky eater of all of us.
After the meal, we decided to get a good night's sleep so we could be rested for whatever was coming tomorrow.
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"For whatever comes tomorrow" --What do you think that could mean?
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Trauma And Trouble- A Before You Exit FanFic- Book 2
FanfictionTwo brothers in an apocalyptic world. Toby and Riley McDonough fought each other, helped each other, and saved each other. They knew some crazy, unexplainable things were happening, but little did they know things would only get worse when they lose...
