So I started to follow it. Ashely was going to ask where I was going but I shook my head to keep focused on his strand. When the strand led me to a do...r I slowly pushed it opened so as to keep from making too much noise, but once we were inside I saw Deirdre cleaning the table in the room. I caught the scent of human blood but it didn’t make me thirsty. It made me sick because it was the smell of my own blood. This must have been were Ashely gave me her blood. Deirdre must have heard something. One of the houses was occupied, but its owner had been only too happy to have us move into his neighborhood.The young man had been a teen in high school when the sickness hit, and had buried his parents and sister, then continued to eke out a living by farming and hunting. He had already had one close call with a wandering band of scavengers, and was grateful for the protection our presence would offer.Chuck Blanton was his name, and he was also grateful when we figured out the electrical grid. They know how long it's been since he threw a lot, so they're being careful. I think that's another sign that the coaches know what they're doing."About then Julie moved over in front of Raul and Barbara, holding an embarrassed Porter Wilson's hand."Hi Barb, hi Raul," she said with a shy smile. "Hey, I wanted you to meet Porter Wilson — he's Muriel's grandson, so you may see him around from time to time." It's nice to meet you, Porter," said Barbara sincerely. "We'd really like to have you and. Draper was in a town about twenty miles from our town. The C. Draper was right in town, so I decided to call it first. A man answered, and told me that he was Clarence Draper. For some reason, I didn't want to try the other number right away. I think I felt like I'd be too disappointed if it turned out not to be Audrey. I wrote the number down on the pad my mom kept near the phone, and returned to the dinner table. "Did you find her?" I've got a possible, but it's over in Hamilton. It's.
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