Sam stepped back from Buddy, who remained frozen, and looked over to his mother, who pulled her coat more tightly around herself. Her nose and cheeks were rosy in the cold air, and she stomped in place to get warmer.
“We can’t stay out here very much longer. It’s not good for him or us for that matter. We look a little conspicuous standing out here like this. Eventually a police cruiser will happen by or a concerned citizen will call it in,” she said.
“Let’s give Mara another minute, and then I’ll prompt him to go home, but I’m a little concerned about doing that,” Sam said.
“Why? What’s the problem?”
“If I prompt him to go back to our house, won’t all the other people Prado has infected begin heading there too?” Sam asked.
Diana’s eyes widened. “Is that possible? I mean, most of them
