Reconstruction, Part 4

Last part. Short and sweet. Hope you like it! 😀


Matthias quickly cancelled going on the bus to Park City and loaded his measly two boxes into the bed of “my” truck.

We started driving. I shot Matthias the occasional sidelong glance. Finally, I cleared my throat.

“I’m glad you’re alive, Matthias. Like, really glad. But … well, how are you alive? I watched you run into a crowd of the diseased.”

Matthias shrugged. “I don’t know how I’m here. I just ran through the crowd, shooting, and came out the other end. I kept running until I found somewhere to bunker down for the night, and then I kept going. I ditched the gun when I ran out of ammo. I eventually ran into a safe house, and I stayed there until the virus ran its course. I wasn’t that far from here, so I just came back and decided to go looking for you. I figured you would’ve taken the boys back to Park City, if you had … well, nevermind that. Why did you decide to live here?”

I stared at the horizon line. I cleared my throat. “Well, for one, I couldn’t bear to go back to Park. It was where we had lived with mom and dad and where you had lived, and where the first safe house was … I just couldn’t. The boys also wanted to live here. It was where our family always went, and it was where our grandparents lived before all of this.”

Matthias nodded. We didn’t talk until we pulled up to the apartment building. I reached out and grabbed his arm.

“Matthias, the boys are … different. Not only are they all two years older than when you last saw them, but they’ve all grown up too much. Especially Will. I just want you to know that before you see them, okay?”

Matthias nodded. “Evie, we’ve all changed. It’s just our job to make sure they don’t change too fast for their own good.”


Matthias got an apartment three doors down from us. He got a job at the same place as me. Seven years passed this way. First Will moved out, studied earth sciences, and got his own place in California near the San Andreas Fault. Then went Jake. He left and began studying zoology.

Then Matthias popped the question. I couldn’t think of anyone better to spend the rest of my life with, so naturally, I said yes.

Now we’re taking care of Aaron until he’s old enough to leave and study something on his own. All five of us meet at least twice a year.

The world has since regained its color. Nothing is perfect, but it never is, and at least I have all of my boys.


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