Lost and Found
The rest of our trip was quiet. Though there were a few skirmishes we were involved in, it wasn't anything serious. Scott was having a hard time coping with the loss of Marisol. We had discovered that they had began a secret relationship shortly after we had left the school. They had thought it best to keep it a secret until they knew exactly what their intentions were, just so nobody felt the need to take sides in case it went south. Scott was drinking, almost always, and he was taking his anger out on any zombies we met. Jimmy had started driving, since Scott was too inebriated. "We should be hitting town in a couple of minutes." Jimmy said, drawing our attention to the road in front of us. Scott was currently sleeping in the back but Branson reached over and shook him aw
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