Page 41 (1/2)

Iup in their bathroo-sleeved shirt, sirabbed out of the bags containing my worldly possessions There was no way to wash e If this thing with Randy didn’t pan out into a place to live, yet fit--which didn’t really matter anymore now that I was a zombie--but for less than a hundred bucks a e clothes every day I’d still have to sleep in h And I’d have to buy a freezer and keep e unit

Okay, so what if I’ht fiercely as I pulled into the parking lot of the diner It’ll suck, but I’ll get through it Still, it would definitely make my day if Randy could findsure the cooler was tightly closed in the trunk, I headed inside, inhaling deeply of the scent of waffles and eggs and coffee As tanked up on brains as I was, breakfast was going to taste fantastic

Randy was in the booth farthest fro in I slid onto the cracked vinyl seat across froave the waitress a se juice, three pancakes, two eggs over easy, bacon, and grits," I rattled off, hiding a grin at thea siel, when did you last eat?" Randy asked with a laugh as the waitress scribbled down the order and hurried away "There’s no way you’ll eat all that"

I shrugged "I’er for real and nor of the Hunger And when I was Hungry, it was tough to eat real food since I could barely taste anything Food only tasted decent for about one day out of three unless I had an unlimited supply of brains I wasn’t about to waste this opportunity to actually enjoy it And this place had good, southern, co on Why the hell couldn’t I crave so less weird than brains? Chocolate zombie, that would be cool Must have chocolate

I turned the giggle into a cough, then looked over at Randy "Okay, what gives?" I asked

He started to speak and then paused as the waitress returned and pouredin both hands and sipped Coffee zombie would make more sense I looked at him expectantly

"Damn, you look like you’ve never had coffee before"

I ss in life" Especially since I wasn’t always able to experience them Besides, I needed tothe brains quite so often, right? Kang’s warning about burning up the brains cahtened briefly at the re and I hadn’t been the best of friends or anything like that, but I felt as if I’d lost a co equally dorky

I was onsolo Fuck it I could do this

Randy gave a shrug "So I was talking with Clive and telling him about your job And some of the stuff you told me"

I looked at him blankly "What stuff? About the bodies?"

He leaned forward and a chill of foreboding ca lance around, "the pills"

I kept an to for else I knehere he was going with this

"Yeah He said that--" He abruptly paused and straightened as the waitress returned and slid a plate of pancakes and a bowl of grits onto the table in front of ht out, hon," she said with a s down and picked upthe tremor in my hand as best I could

Randy kept his voice low "He already knew about the stuff with the CO people seizing the pills He said that all you had to do was slide some of that stuff his way and he’d take care of you You wouldn’t have to do any selling or anything like that There’s no way you could get into trouble I ht? So what difference does itoff pieces of pancake withand sing seeht taking the drugs," I finally said

"So don’t get caught!" he replied with a laugh, as if that solved everything Then he cocked his head "Angel, what’s the deal? You said yourself that they destroy the stuff It’s not stealing from anyone who needs it And you do need the onna live with your white trash loser dad for the rest of your life?"