Single word prompt: Lollipop
She had forgotten to turn off the light in the kitchen. Funny the things you remember, Meredith thought.
“Where are we going?” the girl asked.
“I don’t know yet; we’ll see,” Meredith responded. She didn’t have any kids of her own. It hadn’t felt like a blessing until now.
It was dusk and the street was quiet. They would have to find a place to settle for the night. The cogs didn’t seem to be searching people out, but it was probably best not to run into any. She was glad that she hadn’t sold her dad’s Mossberg. There was no ammunition for it, but the cogs would think twice if they saw it.
Think. Meredith stifled a laugh. Do cogs think? They must; they had slaughtered all of those people at the plant, and now the entire city was a warzone.
“Here. We’ll stay here.” They were in front of a liquor store. It had already been looted, so they were unlikely to encounter anyone, and there was probably some sort of office in the back. Meredith had considered finding a grocery store because the cogs didn’t need food, but she knew that there might be people holed up in it and there was no telling what kind of people they would be.
As they walked through the wreckage of the store, Meredith grabbed a bag of multicolored suckers from a shelf and handed it to the girl.
“Hey, what’s your name? I’m Meredith.”
“I’m Lily, like the flower,” the girl said.
“It’s nice to meet you Lily. We’re a team, all right? Don’t leave me.”