– Desmond Tutu Ocotillo, CA Another day and another curveball had been hurled at Neal. He hadn’t gone looking for trouble but trouble found him. Now he was responsible for the care and well-being of Charlotte, whose wound was bad and her condition worsening. Charlotte was awake and staring cautiously at Neal. Not sure what to say, Neal asked, “How did you and your old traveling companion meet?” “My sister and I were taken from our house.” “By that guy?” “Not him, but he was part of that group.” Neal shook his head and thought, What happens to men when they group up in an apocalypse? “He promised to help us.” “You keep mentioning your sister. Why isn’t your sister with you?” he asked. Not wanting to give away what specifically happened, Charlotte decided not to disclose all the information.
