Page 48 of The Red Rider
“They also like Guinness and eggs.”
“You get your horse drunk? Aeron! That’s worse than a sugared-up horse.”
“Angel horses have a very specific diet. They get hay and grass, but we also supplement their diets to make them stronger. You’ll find regular horses get a lot of the same things. You know I’d never hurt an animal, right? None of us would. We spoil Meremoth and the rest of our horses rotten. The reason they don’t really stay with us here until we call them is that they have this epic stable where they are much more comfortable up in Heaven. Some people work there when we are on Earth who can handle their food and giving them a proper rub down at night.”
“I’m glad we did this. Your horses are actually pretty cool.”
“Want to go for a ride?”
I actually did, but all the horses had their saddlebags half full, and we spent the time we needed to get these supplies back to Florida for me to get over my fear of horses. I stroked Meremoth’s soft mane.
“Tomorrow, yeah? We still need to get these supplies back, and the horses are loaded down.”
Aeron grabbed me and kissed me.
“Have I ever told you how sexy you are sitting astride my steed?”
“I will admit to not being that comfortable on your horse before, but totally checking your ass out when you sat on him before. And I did like sitting there with you behind me.”
“You’d better stop talking like that, or I’m going to find the mattress section.”
“Where are we on moving things here?”
“We’re still on the snack aisle. After we got everything out of the pharmacy, everyone wanted the junk food. We’ve still got half an aisle to go.”
I grabbed Aeron and kissed him.
“Your wings are better than an operating forklift and sexy to watch.”
“Mattress section?”
“Snack aisle, Aeron. People are counting on us.”
Aeron ran his fingers through his hair.
“Doritos for all. Let’s get back to work, Speedy.”
Chapter 25
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was so focused on getting everything out of that Costco and painting what I could remember that time seemed to slip by. We’d hardly put a dent in the shelves. Some lousy shit must have gone down in New Jersey because no one touched this Costco. If I had been awake when all this started, Costco probably would have been one of my top five picks to hole up in until I had no choice to leave.
No one had that chance here. There was no evidence someone had been squatting here. There were zero signs of life anywhere we went in New Jersey, but there was a shit ton of Rage Heads Aeron, and I were making dead for good.
I was back at Costco with Aeron. We’d managed to bring Doritos, chocolate, and Skittles to the masses in Florida and took requests for what was next. People wanted what was on the coffee aisle next. I loved my junk food.Loved it.But I’d already grabbed some coffee for me. We had excellent food in Florida, but I needed my black coffee.
Dice scared the shit out of me when he appeared right behind me. I turned around to throw coffee in the shopping cart and ran face first into his bare chest because he could never be bothered with shirts. I grabbed one of his unicorn suspenders and popped it against his chest.
“What are you doing? You scared me.”
“Aeron! Get your ass over here.”
Aeron looked wholly irritated with Dice, but he came trotting over.
“You’d better have a good reason for being here instead of at your workshop, and I swear to our Father if you’re here because of Speedy like you were in Mexico, I’m going to beat your ass all over this Costco.”
“Save your rage, Death. Pilots all over the fucking world have working bombs to kill the zombies and not the little humans. I just need to get on the radio and try to convince them to stay inside when we are flying. That’s going to be the hardest part. Remember that pandemic right before the Rage Mutation? Humans take it as an affront to their person if they are asked not to leave their house, so they don’t die.”
