Abbie took a deep breath. "If you're going to go to the bus depot, maybe I should go too. I know you guys are trained and stuff, but ... I'm tiny. If you need to squeeze through a fence or a tall window or something ... I don't know if you'll be able to, but I will."<br/><br/>She blushed. "When my friends and I tried to break into my school once, I was always the one who got in first. I can squeeze in anywhere, if I need to. And maybe three heads would be better than just two?"<br/><br/>She didn't want to feel useless, and the way that Zombie Steve was staring at her was starting to frighten her just a bit. Maybe with the other two women, there'd be some sort of camaraderie.<br/><br/>"I know my dress would be hard to run in, but ..." She grabbed a scissors, horrified that she was about to do this, but realizing this was the kind of moment her grandma had spoken about. "It can be cut way down." She smiled. Optimistically, she hoped.<br/><br/>Outside, the zombies grew louder.