Dead Days

Chapter 26

In the first trip, the kids had been brought, along with any supplies they could fit in the cab of the truck. From the window of the apartment we chose, I could see down into the street and watch as they transported the supplies from the library to here. I could see water still glistening in the bed of the truck, although it didn't look much like a mini pool now. I'm guessing there was a drain in it but the constant rain the other day kept it at a high level. 

The kids were in the kids' room, which was more made for a baby or toddler than a child their age, but they didn't seem to mind once they were in there and we set up beds for them. They each seemed to claim a corner for themselves and used whatever furniture was there for their own things. 

I guess I did the same thing as I had claimed a corner in the living room that 'just so happened' to have a bookshelf. If I had my things yet, I would put them on it. 

Emily, Matt, and Beth were still making their runs back and forth from the library, so Carl and I were left to watch after our new home for now. 

Carl was currently trying to get a fire started in a large pot, having given up on trying to get what he said was a gas stove to work. I sat in a chair and watched him from a distance. It took a few tries and curse words when he finally got it started. The kids and I cheered as Carl gave a disappointed sigh, "Is this what the world has gone to? Cheering for a fire to get started?"

I stopped, "Yea. In case you forgot that with the world gone to hell, there's no one to make anything or work power plants or anything. So yes, this is what the world has come to."

He threw his hands up in surrender, "I was joking. Why not read a book if you're bored."

I got up and pushed my chair in, "We're not at the library anymore. Plus, if I had any, my stuff isn't here yet."

He went back to trying to get things for dinner set up, "That sounds like a you problem." 

I crossed my arms, "Wow you sound like a teenager." 

He let out a laugh, "I case you forgot, I was once your age. I know how teenagers work." 

Before either of us could say anything else, the others were back. Beth was the first one through the door, holding multiple bags full of random things from our previous set up in the library. Carl got up to take some of the things in her hands and helped place them down before going out the door before reminding me of the drill: I stay in the apartment and help keep the kids under control and situate where everything went. 

Basically, it's a fun job. But at least I have my stuff so I can set up my little corner.