Chapter Four
When we arrived back at my house, I washed the bloody mess still left on my boot with the yard hose then carried Brooke, who’d fallen asleep, inside. It was getting dark and I was glad to see Austin and Eva had lit more candles throughout the house.
Goldie began barking happily as soon as she saw us and then tried to jump on my legs to get a better look at Brooke.
“Not now, girl,” I murmured, trying not to trip over the excited dog.
I laid Brooke down on one of the cots my mom had used for the daycare and covered her with a light blanket. She was still filthy, but I figured she needed the rest more than a bath at the moment.
“Hey, where’d you find the little one?” asked Austin, coming up behind me.
I turned to find him standing very close so I took a step back. “Zombies
