Maybe I should follow the crowd before it turns into a long, tedious night? I’m not driving. But it’s a Thursday, a work night.“In fact,” Oliv...a continued, at least toning her voice down a notch, “I’ve had some of the best seeings-to in just my dressing gown and a pair of Louboutins!” The laughter rose again.“No! The lacy ones you wear to the office?”Again the painted eyebrows flickered. “The ones I’ve got on now you mean love,” she replied, flashing them from under the table. “Got to get my. We'll meet up with the rest of our family there and then we're going on to Oregon. Do you guys have any way of hunting for food?" No. I've never believed in owning guns. We wouldn't know what to do with an animal if we killed it." Tim, that's one thing you're going to have to learn if you guys are going to survive in this time," I said as Kate and Cassie brought plates of food over to the newcomers. They served them venison steaks along with vegetables they had cooked last night and biscuits. I must have looked crazy because then, a face appeared on top of mine and it was a face I'd never forget. It was the face of a man. Of an angel. Of a god. I admired its rough and smooth looking skin. Its set of deep greenish blue eyes. Its-"Hey, girl," It said.Oh how smooth and velvety and warm its voice sounded. "Mmm. How nice," I mumbled out."Yes, I know, girl. I am a sight for sore eyes but I need you to get up now," It said again.I got up and dusted my black jumpsuit down.I blinked and my. " Then, smiling at me. "You don't think I'm her, do you?"I did not answer, my voice caught in my throat, hoping beyond hope."Kid, you've got to be kidding. Name's Felicia. Not Helen. Don't know any Helens." She sounded convincing enough as my heart sank into despair again. Not her. Couldn't have been. Hoped too much. This Felicia was too young, too slutty, too womanly.She saw that I was upset and turned her charm back on. "There, there, kid. It's all right. maybe someday you will find this.