Zombies by Roger Grubbs

could think of to get it out of her.  But, that would have to wait.  However, unknown to Michael, the beautiful face of his friend was sporting a smile, only her back was to him.  With closed eyes, she cherished the moment, leaving Michael to deal with his own thoughts.  Soon the rhythm of her breathing indicated she was sleeping soundly.  Quietly listening by her side, Michael also soon drifted off into a land of slumber.
     
    * * * *
     
    Morning came much too quickly for Michael.  As usual, he was the last of the trio to awaken.  When the sound of a familiar voice shouted his name, it was anything but that of an angel.  “Michael, get your lazy butt out of the bed.  We will be late,” said Angelica.
    “You were much nicer last night.  What did you do with my little angel?”
    “Stop calling me that, or you will begin to believe it,” said Angelica, smiling.
    “Well until this morning I considered the possibility.  However, at the moment , I am convinced otherwise,” teased Michael, dragging himself from the bed. 
    When a towel landed in his face, it came with an order.  “Get that bath and don’t make me have to tell you again.”
    “You can’t boss me around.  You sound like my wife,” said Michael.
    “In your dreams, buster.  Right now I feel like your mother.”
    “ Then you didn’t follow me in my dreams,” teased Michael.  Immediately he wished he had not said it.  “I am sorry, Angelica.”
    “For what?  You haven’t done anything to be ashamed of, yet.”
    “Then you definitely didn’t see my dreams,” said Michael.
    “I am going to pretend I didn’t hear that, although that may not satisfy the big guy.”
    “It sounds like this big guy is someone to fear,” said Michael.  She ignored him again.  Since he wasn’t making any progress in the quest to find out who Angelica really was, he decided to get that bath out of the way.  Moments later the loud yelling indicated he was in the water.  The professor laughed and sat quietly while going over his notes with a cup of coffee.
    “Don’t waste your time , Professor.  You and I both know there will be no classes today,” said Angelica.
    “They will show up and I will be ready ,” he replied confidently.
    “I am not talking about the students.  Today will be filled with violence , and who knows how that will turn out,” said Angelica.
    “Oh ?  It has gotten to that level?”
    “We are expecting the arrival of a host of demons shortly, and this time they will most likely enter humans.  So be on your guard for any signs of a person that is possessed.  Maybe we can head off this tragedy,” said Angelica, attempting to be hopeful. 
    Standing just out of view, Michael had overheard the conversation.  They became startled when he stepped through the door, drying his hair with the towel.  Looking up at his friend, he asked, “Aren’t you going to bathe?”
    “I bathed while you guys were asleep,” said Angelica , shrugging her shoulders.
    “So how much time do we have?”
    “We need to leave immediately,” said Angelica.  While she spoke truthfully, none of them fully expected to arrive at the campus.
    “Are you go ing dressed like that?” asked Angelica, staring at Michael’s clothes.  Those were the very same duds he had worn since they first met.
    “This is all I have, remember?  We could always go by my place to get some more.”
    “Why don’t you and Michael swing by there on the way , and I will meet you at the campus?” suggested the professor.
    “I don’t know if that is such a good idea,” said Angelica , reluctantly.
    “I am deeply hurt.  You don’t trust me, do you?” asked Michael.
    “Nonsense, we have been sleeping in the same bed, haven’t we?” asked Angelica.
    “Then it’s settled.  We will meet you at the building , Professor.”  Feeling manipulated, Angelica finally consented, although against her better judgment.  They left together and only separated at the last