Chapter Twenty
Ty
I watched as Charlie jogged up to the zombie family’s house. It felt creepy looking at it. You could tell it had been a nice family at one point—they had kids’ toys outside and a sandbox and even a garden with vegetables growing. It was so weird to realize that they probably just were hanging around outside, maybe watering their tomatoes or watching their kids bike around when they were infected.
My family, on the other hand, had never really been like one of those wholesome family sitcoms. Mom and Dad were fine, but they weren’t all that involved with Ginny and me. We didn’t have a lot of time together as a family with both of them working … and because Mom and Dad just liked it that way. For the first time since this whole thing started, I felt sad, actually sad. Her
