After serving in Iraq and Afghanistan during active war, 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐬. Staff Sergeant Nathan Grimes finds himself on the front lines yet again. This time however, was different. He would've never guessed the wors...
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Lori's POV
There are over 7 billion people that make up the world's population or at least there were. A person could live a long life and still die not even meeting the one percent. These are the sort of things I think about while living here at the campsite we've been staying at since the outbreak.
We have a wide range of characters assorted here. Everyone has their own way of helping us live while adjusting to the world we live in now. It's mind blowing how there are so many of us and yet not two are the same. We're all unique in mind, body, and spirit. We have a decent mix of different strengths and talents to share with the group but it's a healthy mixture for the most part. I'm grateful for the support we provide each other, especially during the hard moments.
I know that the friendships I'm making with these people would've never happened before. Our lives wouldn't have even crossed paths. Despite all of the things that make us different we have survived this long for the same reason. The will to live. Our reasons for wanting to live may not be the same but we want to so we lean on one another.
I live for my brother, my son and for my husband.
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"So you're planning on supporting Rick with going to the CDC even though it's a mistake?" Shane tries to recruit me into helping talk 'sense' into Rick.
"Of course I will. He's my husband."
"I know you want to be a good wife but you can't tell me fixing your marriage is worth putting people are risk." The nerve of this man.
"Folks around here can make up their mind without bringing my marriage into it." I say while trying to keep my voice at a normal volume. "That's a habit you need to break."
"Add it to the list along of ones I need to break whether I want to or not."
"What habits?" Rick stepping out of the RV sends a shiver through my body. Had he heard the whole conversation? Did I say anything wrong? I don't remember. How do people live like this?
