On their bike, they quickly and harmlessly arrive to the supermarket. The place seems abandoned for years. All glasses are broken, the place has been ...ooted by the whole city yet it seems quiet for the moment. The girls despair to find anything left in here but they decide that now they are here, they should at least try to get some stuff. They enter together, holding hands. No sounds at all inside. They notice a few zombies that don’t see them on the end of an alley, just standing there,. Spreading those long, lovely, legs, for the boys. Spreading their legs is what they do best.” “Not that you can blame them. That's that they've been taught since they were,what s!x? This is what we teach women when we put cheerleaders at every sporting event. The boys take the field and impress the crowd with their...their strength and skill. And strategy. The girls stand on the sidelines, look pretty, and cheer the men on. By smiling and bouncing, and spreading their legs for the boys. For the. He wanted to buy her things for their upcoming marriage. Clothes, shoes, jewellery, special things for a trousseau."Soames, I'll be back in a few days. I have taken her measurements from the dress she wore when we found her. I'll be going to Paris, remember the little seamstress, Simone? She does wonderful work and I'm having her do a whole new wardrobe for Franchesca." I've told her of my trip, but she knows she's in good hands with you." Very good, sir. Have a safe journey." Soames replied. A friend of mine that stayed a short time at Safehouse, (I cannot use her name without breaking confidentiality) wrote a lovely poem for the people that happened to be there when she was, and it explains some of the feelings that I went through. And even though it did not reveal all that had happened in our lives. ….everyone there had some sort of connection with the words that she wrote. If given the chance and the fire that burns within her stays as strong and as true as they did the night.