Chapter 6

She had a short but athletic build, and she wore short hair. He wished she’d find a man, if there were any left still alive. Joy had a similar build as Winston, tall and balanced, and she had a wonderful ponytail. He wished for a man for her, too. Then he chuckled and wished for a man for himself. A hot sexy one.

He sighed and went to light the controlled burn to get rid of extra limbs and such.

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Grandpa and Travis got in the car, and Travis drove. The car was quiet, being electric. He turned right from the driveway onto Windhurst and headed toward Rosa Road. They looked left and right. No signs of anyone alive at any of the places they passed, but some homes weren’t visible from the road. He’d have to explore another time.

Travis turned around and went down Windhurst Lane past Grandpa’s place. At the driveway for the next place, the Porter place, there was smoke coming from down the driveway.

Travis stopped. “Let’s check it out.”

“No. Forget them. I don’t care.”