" And you've been actively avoiding me. You don't even call Liz anymore."I shrugged. "As I recall, we broke up. Ending a relationship tends to put a s...train on normal interactions." You agreed with me that we weren't working out." I didn't want to make the situation uglier than it was; you wanted out, and I respected your opinion. Still, I didn't really want to see you afterwards." So why did you come?" You asked, after all. I was curious why you'd want to see me after all this time." I never. Everyone that survived would have that trait now. "I'm sorry," she said, knowing it sounded hollow. Her parents and some of her siblings that were not too healthy probably had been taken by it too. She worried about her friend Mel. He was either dead or undergoing transformation. The man walked up to her. He was in his early thirties with a long lanky face, brown hair, sad, deep-set eyes and thin lips. He wore a blue suit that had probably never been pressed. She winced in reflex as he reached. But as the days went by I couldn’t stand just looking at her I wanted to make her mine and make her submit to my body.She was a divorcee and with a 10-year-old child and she was supporting the child all by herself so I figured that she would be devoid of any sex for a long time!She and my mother used to speak at times and we both used to smile at each other, once she even winked at me for which…I blushed!A few months on and I began to hang out at her house and play with her son .in one. Then reality set in. I was one step closer to the end of my marriage. I should have been more upset, I told myself. But my marriage had essentially been over for many years already. We just got too comfortable in our contempt to do anything about it. I sat in one of the two over-stuffed chairs and simply stared at the wall for an hour or so. I think I drifted off into to a restless sleep. I had no concept of the current time, but I woke with a growling stomach. I looked at the bedside clock..