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step, little lady. When you get to be my age, you use whatever you can to keep you ticker pumping.”
    “Even when it’s too fast?”
    He nodded. “You’re damn tootin.”
    Paige didn’t feel like arguing so she just dropped it.
    “Where’s mom and Tiny?” asked Kylie, stretching her arms.
    Henry cackled and said, “Why I believe they’re finding other ways to keep the heart pumping.”
    Paige groaned. “Seriously, Henry…”
    “See,” said Henry, motioning outside. “They’re getting their exercise.”
    Tiny and Kristie were running towards the SUV followed by a mob of zombies. She was screaming bloody murder although Tiny looked more excited than anything.
    “Jesus, let’s get the hell out of this town,” hollered Kristie as she slammed the door. She was out of breath and her hands were shaking.
    Tiny got in. “Did you see that? I haven’t had that kind of rush since my last cage match in Chicago. That was intense!”
    Paige snorted. “Like your cage matches are anything compared to this crap.”
    “Even though you know it’s staged,” he said, his eyes shining, “you can’t help but feel the adrenaline rush, man. I’m going to really miss wrestling.”
    The zombies surrounded the van and Kylie began to whimper as even more staggered towards them from other parts of town. Soon, there was hundreds of disfigured undead crowding the truck, some even crawling onto the hood and slobbering all over it.
    “It’s okay, baby,” said Kristie, reaching back towards her youngest. “Tiny’s going to get us out of here.”
    “Jesus,” scowled Henry, looking sick. “I never thought I’d live to say this, but Tiny, put the pedal to the metal and get me away from those knockers!”
    A naked female zombie was pressed up against his window, her fleshy breasts now a cesspool of squirming maggots and oozing sores. She began licking the glass with her blackened tongue and even Henry shuddered at the horrifying sight.
    “I think she likes you Henry,” chuckled Kristie.
    “Jesus, woman…my standards are higher than that,” he said gruffly. “That one’s not even breathing.”
    Paige smiled. “But look at the longing in her eyes. You’re going to break her black heart.”
    “Better that than her eating mine!” he snapped.
    The zombies were beginning to slap and hit the glass so loud, it sounded close to breaking.
    “Okay, enough gawking at the animals,” said Paige. “Get us out of here, Tiny.”
    “Ready babe?” he asked Kristie, rubbing her knee.
    She nodded. “Oh, yeah. Let’s move before they figure out a way in and Ol’ here Henry gets molested.”
    “Mom, that’s so not funny,” said Kylie, crossing her arms under her chest. “This is a very serious situation.”
    “Sorry, sweetie,” she answered, trying to keep a straight face.
    Tiny put it in drive and floored it, knocking several zombies down, many of them catching under the tires. The sounds of bones crunching and the groans from the zombies shut everyone up and it wasn’t until they were well past the mob that everyone began to breathe normally again.
    Kristie studied the map they’d grabbed and directed Tiny so they made it to Atlanta within forty-five minutes. On the way to the C.D.C. she hollered at him to stop at a small mini mall.
    “Tobacco Shop,” she pointed, with a triumphant smile.
    “Oh for heaven’s sake,” groaned Paige. “Enough with the nic-fit, mom.”
    “Quit being so sassy, Blondie,” piped in Henry. “Tiny, you just pull into that parking lot and make this woman of yours happy.”
    Tiny sighed. “Fine.”
    “Oh, and get me a tin of chew while you’re in there, son. And if they have cigars, I prefer them Montecriscos.”
    “You mean Montecristos?” asked Tiny.
    “Yeah. Whatever.”
    “I’ll see what they have.”
    “I knew you had an agenda,” muttered Paige.
    “Don’t talk back to your elders, kid,” answered Henry.
    When Tiny returned without anything, both her mother and Henry became