A helping Hand.

Walking wasn't fun when you were in the blistering heat of Atlanta Georgia. I needed to make it to a safe place I could stay the night before I pass out and the Walkers eat me. I continued walking and came to a drug store with a sign in the window that read, 'Take whatever you need. God Bless'. I walked in and scoped the place for walkers. Finally I could get some rest. I took a cane from a basket and shoved it through the handles of the door, then moved a couple of shelves in front of it. That should do it I thought to myself. I made a pallet behind the counter and fell right to sleep.

I was awoken by a noise at the door. I jumped up in alarm grabbed my gun and went over to the door. I moved the shelves aside and saw a young Asian guy standing there with a horse. Was I dreaming?

"Can you please let me in?" He looked hot and tired, why not? I kept my Beretta in hand and pulled the cane free.

"What's your name? Have you been bitten?" I looked him up and down.

"I'm Glenn, nice to meet ya. I'm glad to see there are more people out here." He extended his hand toward me. I looked at him with sheer confusion on my face.

"You have no clue who I am and you're wanting to shake my hand?" I asked him with harsher tone than I should have. He put his hand down awkwardly.

"Can I come in please?" He asked as he looked over my shoulder. I stepped sideways and eyed him cautiously as he walked through the entrance.

"What are you here for, Glenn." I asked as I changed my tone of voice.

"I come on runs for the group about twice a month." He said as he knelt to the ground to rumble through some supplies.

I knelt in front of him and looked into his eyes. "Did you just say group?"

He stopped what he was doing to look at me. "I shouldn't have said anything. They are going to kill me."

I stood up and went over to the counter to gather up the rest of my equipment. I slung my backpack on my shoulder and asked Glenn what all he needed.

"Can you see if there is any Keflex back there?" He was still rumbling through the shelves. "I've got everything else."

I found the Keflex and shoved it into the pocket of my backpack and walked over the Glenn. "You ready?"

He looked at me funny and raised an eyebrow. "What makes you think you are coming with me?"

I gave him a hard look and tears welled up in my eyes.

"No, no, no. I was just kidding. Come on lets go, but it's your fault if I die today." He grabbed my wrist and led me out the door. I knew I could trust him even though I have only known him for a few minutes.

"Glenn. Thank you so much" I said in a soft, calm voice. Words couldn't express how thankful I was.

"Don't worry about it. You seem pretty cool anyways." He said as he mounted his horse. "You gettin' on?" He extended his hand to help me up. I grabbed it and mounted.

"By the way, I'm Ayla."