Chapter Four: Be It Ever So Humble Rick and I both knew that the infection was quickly spreading. It would overtake the area soon, but luckily we were only minutes from home. The vision of Mrs. Martinez was still fresh, haunting us as it replayed itself in our minds. It was different than the accident we had happened upon earlier. When it’s someone you know the pain runs deeper, strikes closer to home. It makes you want to lash out in vengeance, to right the wrong and meek out justice on the perpetrator, but there was no one to strike out against; no one to dispense justice on. There was nothing physical to lash out against; Intangible. “Rick, what are you all going to do? Do you all want to get over to my place or what?” I asked. “I dunno, it's a thought, but I have to get Amanda calmed down and explain things to her and I have to get the house taken care of. If it comes down to it we will come down to your place.” Rick was still shaken from the sight of Mrs.
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