![]() ![]() “Have you ever seen a witness? That’s what she called herself. “Okay, how about this? No, I don’t think you’re crazy.” “Like I’m one to judge another person’s sanity.” “You don’t think I’m crazy?” I asked hesitantly. Midway through, Cole reached over and began to massage the back of my neck, the way he liked to do to himself, offering comfort. How my dead little sister had appeared to me and told me she was somehow creating the cloud as a warning. ![]() I told him how I’d seen it each day before the zombies emerged, and how, the first time, I’d lost everyone I loved. As emotionally wrung out as I was, I finally found myself explaining about the cloud, even pointing it out to him. ![]() I just…the accident…on top of seeing the rabbit.” “I can’t promise we’ll ever use you for a hasty getaway,” Cole said, “but with a little work, you might be able to race my grandmother-while she’s on her scooter.” ![]()
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