Still, though, as she circles herself in white Egyptian cotton and his skin, settles her head into the hollow beneath his right arm, he mumbles ‘Bab...,’ and trails his left hand over her hair. This is love, Lia sighs to herself, still sleepyish, even if it shouldn’t be, even if it wasn’t what we agreed on. It’s love anyway. Normally this revelation, since she has it every time they’re together, would cause her to jump up, run to the bathroom and hide until she felt more in control or convinced. .. and nothing electronic. We'd need some of that sort of stuff too, and the storerooms of the Secret Garden would be the place to keep it, especially power tools and big appliances. UPS, USPS and FedEx were all making daily deliveries and we were starting to know our delivery guys names and even the names of their kids. Good guys, each of them; Lori tentatively wrote a couple of their names down on a slowly growing list of people that we thought might be worthwhile survivors post-apocalypse.We. In the corner of the room, hung the Christmas red Santa suit, in a clear plastic bag. A smile crept across Nick’s face as he made a beeline for the suit. This was Nicks’ favorite time of year. He got to bring a little happiness into children’s lives as he took a month off of work. He dressed up as Santa and donated the proceeds of his Santa work to Toys for Tots. He grabbed the suit, headed downstairs, and out to his car. Still with a huge grin on his face, he drove off to the dry cleaners. . “Help me! Okay,” I asked? She nodded and went into her private bathroom and I heard her run water. When she had the bathtub ready Elizabeth came back into the room to get me. “Let me take you to the hospital,” she said adding, “Please!” I shook my head no and set the ice packs down. She helped me to my feet and slowly started to undress me. She was careful and I think made it hurt as little as it could. She gasped when she took off my bra and saw the red bite mark on my breast. And then.