chapter eighteen

Rick looked at Mark, and he could hardly believe it was him. He was looking more handsome than ever. The two men hugged themselves as they looked at each other. Rick was awfully rough, and his beard was unshaved. "What about my wife? My child?" Rick looked at his friend.

"Do you plan on seeing them like this?" Mark asked, looking at his face. "What is wrong with me?" Rick looked at himself and back at Lisa. "You don't plan on going to see your family like that. did you?" Lisa asked, squeezing her face.

"And why are you having your face covered?" Mark asked

"She isn't feeling too good. She doesn't want to spread the flu." Rick defended. "What flu? Is she having the bite?" Mark asked, taking a step back. Mark immediately ordered one of the men to seize Lisa. "No, she is fine. It is just cold. She would be fine with proper medicine." Rick replied, looking at Mark.

There was suspense in the air as Mark and Rick looked at themselves. "Don't you trust me anymore? I said she was fine." R