The last straw had been when she'd found her beloved dog lying face up, dead from the plague. She had loved it completely and had cried buckets of tea...rs not only for the loved ones she lost, but for her own fate as well. Her new home was at one of her favorite stores, where they catered to young women like herself. The store's inventory included stylish and form-fitting clothes and accessories, footwear and purses and backpacks, jewelry, socks and stockings, undergarments, jackets, makeup,. This was going to be a hard stag. Derek produced another flask. More tea, a fag, and a piss, then we dressed forward. This time I took the radio and log first.Like I said earlier, in the city, not much moved at night. Here, in the arsehole of nowhere, there was fuck-all cubed. Most of the patrols, that had held my attention earlier, had withdrawn from the ground, so there were very few messages to log. All that was left was the nocturnal animals. Their snuffling and quiet rustling was all there. “I’m Laura.”“What are you doing here, Laura?”“I’m getting ready to go to work,” Laura answered noticing the chill had not left the woman’s voice.“I hope you were nice to him.”“Who are you?” Laura asked.“I’m his neighbor, Kat.”“Well, retract your claws Kat. We had a very pleasant evening,” Laura said adding a little frost to her voice. “Not that it is any of your business.”“Burl is a nice guy. We worry about him,” Kat said.She wasn’t ready to accept for a minute that a young attractive woman. Myskirt moved a little and I enjoyed how it all felt. But at the sametime I was very nervous. My mom really wanted to take me to townlooking like this, and I still could not really believe that she was sosupportive and understanding. A few moments later we reached our carand were on our way to town.****"Here we are, dear." My mom drove into an empty parking lot and pointedto a tall building. The drive had been quiet, I had been in deepthoughts, and Mom didn't talk either except looking at me.