Felix practically fell onto the small patch of grass that the hillside offered when Olga finally gave the order to stop and rest. Walking wasn’t easy for him under the best of circumstances. The ache of having been the recipient of Rupert’s angry fists the night before and having a good amount of their belongings strapped to his back only hindered him more. Even so, he had no intention of complaining. He knew that his aunt and Kendra were toting the bulk of their belongings on their back as they took turns pulling the overloaded wagon. He was also well aware that Kendra had an injured foot. Not to mention the fact that he knew that she’d experienced a fitful night with minimal sleep; which was understandable after Rupert’s almost rape.
“Where will this lead us?” he asked as he wiped the sweat from his brow and the back of his neck.
“It’s awfully close to zombie land,” Kendra said.
“I didn’t know that,” Olga confessed as she eased her body down next to Felix. “Geography was never my strong point.”
“Are we safe?” Felix worriedly asked.
“We’re not in zombie land. Just near it,” Kendra assured him.
Olga’s tone was a mixture of teasing, fear, and sarcasm. “Do the zombies obey the boundary lines?”
“Let’s hope so,” Kendra grunted as she struggled to pull the wagon to the top of the slight incline. “I’m more worried about getting as far away from that cave as I can than I am the zombies. I don’t trust Rupert not to turn us in.”
“They’d seize him too, wouldn’t they?” Felix asked. “He’s related. Didn’t you say they were after all of the relatives.”
“If they can get the daughter or the sister… or both, they won’t bother with nephews,” Olga sighed. “I imagine he’s figured that out. Rupert is a disappointment, but he’s not stupid.” She got up and helped Kendra pull the cart out of a small rut. “As much as I hate to admit it, I agree with you. We need to get as far away from here as possible.”
“Maybe we should venture into zombie land,” Kendra mused. “They won’t expect us to be there.”
“Are you out of your mind?” Felix asked, incredulously.
“If we stay close to the edge, we shouldn’t encounter too many,” Kendra said. “I’ve been hunting around here quite a bit and have yet to encounter one.”
“You’ve been lucky,” Felix sniffed.
“Do you really think that they stay within the invisible boundaries?” Kendra asked. “We could have just as easily had one wander into our cave in the middle of the night. We weren’t that far from the border, after all.”
“I had no idea,” Olga said with amazement. “Had I known, I would have never settled us there.”
“It was still an easy ninety minute walk from our cave to the border of zombie land,” Kendra mused. “Dragging a heavy carcass with an injured foot made it even longer. I’m just saying that, in such an isolated area, there is no one to stop them from migrating if there were any around to do so. I don’t think that they’re near the border. I think they’re deeper in toward the heart of the zombie area.”
“This is where you killed the cats?” Felix said with surprise.
“Not far from here,” Kendra said as she dropped down next to her cousin. “I just need a few minutes to catch my breath and then I’m good again.”
“Felix and I won’t be good for an easy twenty minutes,” Olga assured her. “His club foot and my old age keep us from being as fit as you.”
Kendra nodded and laid back. A short nap was just the thing to rejuvenate her. Her body ached from the exertion of dragging the wagon, but she knew that, of the three of them, even with her injured foot, she was the most fit without her aunt pointing it out to her. She didn’t want to admit to them that the stress of the almost rape, sleepless night, and demands on her body that the wagon caused were overly taxing. She was thankful that she didn’t have to and could take advantage of the fact that they needed the break.
Olga’s conversation with Felix about where to settle quickly faded as her body went into sleep mode. It felt as if she’d just closed her eyes when Felix’s hand gently shook her shoulder to awaken her. She was both surprised and alarmed to note that the sun’s position had shifted considerably.
“What time is it?” she gasped.
“We let you sleep,” Olga smiled.
Felix chuckled. “You were snoring.”
Kendra sat up and began to secure her oversized and fully loaded backpack onto her back. “We need to get moving. It will be dark soon.”
“I thought that we could just make camp here for the night,” Olga said as she pointed to the make-shift lean-to and the fire pit she and Felix had fashioned at its opening.
“Are you kidding?” Kendra gasped as Ari’s image floated into her mind. “We’re not in a safe area.”
Deep lines formed in the flesh of Felix’s sun kissed face as he scowled with confusion. “We’re not even in zombie land. Why is this not safe when you suggested that we make a home in zombie land?”
“It’s not the zombies that I’m worried about,” Kendra admitted. “This is close to where I killed the cats. The owners might be about and looking for them.”
Olga groaned. “You could have mentioned that when we stopped.”
“I thought that we were only going to rest a few minutes, not a few hours,” Kendra grumbled.
“Three hours, actually,” Felix interjected.
“It’s too late to move on now,” Olga said. “It isn’t worth the trouble of packing up. We’d have to stop to make camp soon.” She heaved a sigh. “We’ll have to hope for the best.”
She was unhappy with the turn of events, but Kendra knew that her aunt spoke the truth. It was less than an hour from sunset. It made no sense to continue on.
She went to the wagon and pulled out the container that she’d packed their meat into. “Let’s hang this meat next to the fire. It wasn’t completely ready to pack away and I don’t want to lose it to spoilage.”
Felix was quick to assist her while Olga started a fire in their recently fashioned fire pit. Her eyes nervously scanned their perimeter while she worked the fire starter.
Kendra moved amongst the fallen zombies and men, salvaging what arrows that she could from their corpses. When she came upon Baelil’s lifeless body, she was amazed at how accurate her aim had been in such poor lighting. It just showed what a driving force hate could be. Determining that the arrow was too damaged by the bone that it had shattered on its way to his heart to be of any further use, she moved away from him without a backward glance.The movement of a zombie that was felled but not killed caught her eye. She walked over to it, pulled out her knife, and drove it deep into the creature’s skull. Memories of looking into the human-like eyes of the zombies that had surrounded the tree that she’d used for safety floated through her mind as she wiped her knife clean and returned it to its holder.Making her way back to the house, she could see Rex and Olga casually leaning against the railing on the porch. Had t
An eerie silence greeted Felix as he rushed into the house. “Auntie, he’s invisible. Get Eugene! Hurry! He’s after Eugene!”As he raced across the great room with his eyes focused on the nursery door, he tripped over something and tumbled to the floor. Picking himself up with an urgency, he scowled as he looked in the direction of the object that had caused such havoc. The words of frustration and anger toward the object that were on the tip of his tongue were quickly replaced by gasps of shock and worry when he realized that it was Olga’s arm that he’d tripped over.He lifted his torso from the floor and was just getting to his knees when he saw Eugene being carried out of the back door. Baelil was still invisible, so it looked like the baby was floating, but he knew better.Blood oozed out of Olga’s temple as she groaned out the words, “Go after him.”“I’ll be back,” he
Denai cocked her head and scowled. “They have someone who is psychic with them.”“Truly?” Baelil said in an off-handed manner. He’d allowed Kendra’s taunting to get under his skin and was struggling to keep from charging the house and putting her in her place.“I think it’s a male, but I can’t be sure,” Denai continued with a worried whisper. “Whoever it is has strong energy. My magic is being blocked too.”Denai considered herself an average psychic with a few magical tricks up her sleeve. She’d let them believe that she was far more powerful than she was. She didn’t actually say it in so many words, but she also didn’t deny it when they praised her for her powers and skills. It had been good fortune that since she joined the populous of Center Land Village there had been no one to challenge or put her abilities to a serious test. Everyt
The days that followed saw a significant improvement in both Felix and Kendra’s physical and emotional health. Since Kendra looked upon Felix as a brother and she trusted him explicitly, she asked him to help her with the baby so that she could resume the duties that she’d performed for the family over the years, which included hunting. He was nervous and hesitant at first, but quickly took to the new role to the extent that Kendra was hard pressed to have time with her son. She’d often joke that if it wasn’t for the fact that she was the one with the breast milk, she’d never get to hold him.Seeing how much the new role of pseudo father perked up Felix’s spirits, she gave him the honor of naming the baby. It took several days of extreme consideration on Felix’s part before he settled on the name Eugene. Although, not a name that would have made it onto her baby naming list, Kendra smiled and thanked him
Other than the fact that pulling the cart was physically demanding and taxing, the journey home was uneventful. Although still weak, Felix was feeling more like himself and was able to get out and walk short distances, as did Kendra; giving Rex and Olga brief intervals of reprieve. By the time they reached the compound, they were ready for a hot bath, a good meal, and a long sleep. In that order.Olga insisted that Felix meet her in her special room so that she could better tend to his wound with herbs and sutures that she just didn’t have with her on the trip. He resisted, but was glad that he eventually gave in to her insistence when he almost immediately felt a reprieve from the throbbing pain that he’d experienced in his groin since Baelil and his men had attacked it with what he was certain was a dull knife. He smiled his thanks and promised to just do a sink wash before heading to bed so that he didn’t jeopardize the stability of the soothing her
“I can’t believe you let me sleep through it all,” Rex grumbled as he ran his powerful fingers through his long dark hair before pulling its thick strands up into a man bun. “I could have helped you.”“You were exhausted,” Kendra said in a soft voice as she cuddled her newborn son close to her breast while it nursed. Since she had nothing to swaddle the baby in, she’d removed her tee shirt and was using that. This left her hoodie to cover herself with, but, at the moment, both of her breasts were bare, with her long, silken hair covering the breast that the baby wasn’t feeding on. “We need to head back and one of you had to be rested to pull the cart.”“So, I’m the family workhorse, eh?” he said in a mildly teasing tone that made it difficult to tell if he was serious or truly teasing.“I shouldn’t have sent that horse back to Ari,” Kendra lamented.&ldqu