Piper sat on the porch wrapped in her coat and a fleece blanket. She felt a hundred percent better after a shower. Staring down the pitch black driveway she didn't bother turning when the door behind her opened.
“Jesus it's cold out here. What the hell are you doing?” Topher asked, stepping toward her.
“Nothing.” She murmured, picking up the tumbler from the table next to her and draining it.
“What's that?” Topher asked, sitting down in the other chair beside the table.
“Dad's special brew.” She picked up a mason jar on the table and poured some of the clear liquid into her glass, then handed the jar to him.
He sniffed then took a small sip. Instantly he began coughing. “Oh my God! That's awful and strong.”
“It's got multiple uses. Fire starter, fuel for alcohol stoves, sterilizing wounds or whatever, Molotov cocktails, and knocking you on your ass.” Lifting her glass she took a healthy swig.
“No wonder you can drink abstinent like water.” He took another tentative sip and coughed again.
They sat in silence for a few minutes then Piper asked, “Anything new on the TV?”
“No same as before. Folks get sick, croak, come back, bite people and so on.”
“Any word from your parents?”
“No, phone lines are jammed. They probably went to Uncle Ben's, we're better off here.”
Piper nodded, “I think I'll run to town tomorrow and get a few things we need.”
Topher gave her a stunned look. “What could we possibly need?”
“Medicine mostly. There's a pharmacy in Adam's, along with a dentist and vet, best to hit them before others start to raid places.”
“Fine. We'll go check those places out in the morning.”
They lapse back into silence, staring down the long dark driveway.
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