Followingorders. Working hard."The proud mistress who had always thought herself above the common masseshad transformed into nothing but a toadying li...tle cur; a bluntinstrument fit only for hard labour. And it was hard labour thatmiserable fool was getting and would go on getting. He would be spendingthe better part of fourteen hours a day doing the relentless andthankless tasks that would have been her lot in life. Their destinies hadbeen well and truly exchanged, not just their physical. Looking for food opening doors and slowly moving through the building while only running across the street when you had to you completed a loop trying to stay unexposed. You always kept your eye out for an electric car. It would be perfect for staying quiet and gathering important supplies and escaping quickly. You noticed a truck across the street and decided when you were going to relocate you would use it. Looking inside the window of the door you saw the dead driver, skin rotting. You. I heard a cough and someone walking about downstairs. I could feel my heart in my throat thumping away and every breath carefully inhaled and exhaled as not to give the game away. I stood there for what seemed to be hours but was probably only 5 mins or so. I heard another car approach the house . The car door slammed and a few seconds later I heard voices and giggling in the kitchen downstairs.Soon they came rushing up the stairs and into the back bedroom . I heard Becky speaking and. It’s hard to explain how much we loved each other. Most people don’t have a spouse that was their lifemate from the time they were toddlers. I knew marriage was the binding of two into one, but Beth and I grew up that way. Have you ever seen two trees planted so close together that they became one as they grew? That was as close to an accurate description as I could find. Every time I saw her my heart fluttered and my emotions soared. When she saw me, her face lit up as if midnight turned to.