she had never even kissed a boy.
She didn’t count the times Roy and Tom had grabbed her and kissed her against her will.
She hated them. She was grateful her sister always seemed to be around before they had made her do other disgusting things.
Her sister would always suggest they leave the little girl alone and spend some time with a woman. Her sister didn’t mind being disgusting.
Her sister treated her as bad as the others, but at least because of her they left her alone. She was grateful to her sister at least for that.
Dunbar was a small town located between Connellsville and Uniontown. In the late 1800’s Dunbar was a booming industrial town. The area had been rich in iron ore. During the late 1800’s there had been over 19,000 coke ovens in the area. The iron industry made Dunbar a wealthy town. The area was rich in iron and coal and played a large role in making Fayette County the wealthiest county in the nation. Along with the coal and iron industry, many other industries had also sprung up. Glass plants, clothing, banking, steel works and much more thrived in Dunbar.
They had a growing population of well over three thousand in the town that was built on a half square mile of land. Many thousands more lived in the surrounding areas.
When the U.S. Steel industry died, so did Dunbar. All the industries in Dunbar shriveled up and died or moved elsewhere. The population of the town had dropped every year since 1920. All that was left by the year 2000 was less than a thousand people, most who had managed to get by on below poverty incomes.
Dunbar had become a small dying town. A railroad track ran through the middle of the town. Trains seldom went through Dunbar anymore.
To make things even worse, Dunbar sat on the banks of the Dunbar Creek. The creek flooded the town at least two or three times each spring. Anyone with marketable skills had long since moved away.
After the virus had come through the area a year back, Dunbar’s population was down to about three hundred. Of the three hundred, only about fifteen were still alive.
In order to survive, Trish and her sister Debbie had joined up with Roy, Tom and two others. Roy and Tom had been kicked out of school two years ago. The Pennsylvania State Police were usually in Dunbar every few weeks to pick up Roy and Tom for something. They had a reputation as being the local bad asses.
If any motorcycle gangs had been desperate enough to hang around Dunbar, Roy and Tom would probably have joined up.
The other members of Trish’s group was some loud mouth guy and his wife or girlfriend. She didn’t talk much and just did what she was told. In the last year, Trish had only seen her one time without a black eye or a bloody lip.
The guy followed whatever Roy and Tom wanted to do. Again because Debbie kept Roy and Tom happy, the guy didn’t mess with Trish because she was Debbie’s little sister. Even though he didn’t bother Trish, she would often catch him staring at her.
Trish was careful not to be anywhere near him by herself.
The first month after the virus ravaged Dunbar, it was hell. Trish and Debbie had lived in the basement of their house after their parents had been killed. They managed to sneak into the neighbors houses every few days to search for food. When they had been out of food for a few days, Debbie spotted Roy and Tom looting the house across the street. She called out to them and convinced them to take her and Trish with them. They had known Debbie from school and were all too happy to take them along.
When they found food, Debbie ate first. Roy and Tom insisted. Roy and Tom ate with Debbie. Trish was given only enough to keep her from starving. Just enough to keep Debbie happy and grateful.
Trish didn’t have a very nice life. No one had a very nice life since the dead over ran all the towns, but Trish felt like she was in the way.
Her sister was the reason she was still alive or hadn’t been abused too badly by
She didn’t count the times Roy and Tom had grabbed her and kissed her against her will.
She hated them. She was grateful her sister always seemed to be around before they had made her do other disgusting things.
Her sister would always suggest they leave the little girl alone and spend some time with a woman. Her sister didn’t mind being disgusting.
Her sister treated her as bad as the others, but at least because of her they left her alone. She was grateful to her sister at least for that.
Dunbar was a small town located between Connellsville and Uniontown. In the late 1800’s Dunbar was a booming industrial town. The area had been rich in iron ore. During the late 1800’s there had been over 19,000 coke ovens in the area. The iron industry made Dunbar a wealthy town. The area was rich in iron and coal and played a large role in making Fayette County the wealthiest county in the nation. Along with the coal and iron industry, many other industries had also sprung up. Glass plants, clothing, banking, steel works and much more thrived in Dunbar.
They had a growing population of well over three thousand in the town that was built on a half square mile of land. Many thousands more lived in the surrounding areas.
When the U.S. Steel industry died, so did Dunbar. All the industries in Dunbar shriveled up and died or moved elsewhere. The population of the town had dropped every year since 1920. All that was left by the year 2000 was less than a thousand people, most who had managed to get by on below poverty incomes.
Dunbar had become a small dying town. A railroad track ran through the middle of the town. Trains seldom went through Dunbar anymore.
To make things even worse, Dunbar sat on the banks of the Dunbar Creek. The creek flooded the town at least two or three times each spring. Anyone with marketable skills had long since moved away.
After the virus had come through the area a year back, Dunbar’s population was down to about three hundred. Of the three hundred, only about fifteen were still alive.
In order to survive, Trish and her sister Debbie had joined up with Roy, Tom and two others. Roy and Tom had been kicked out of school two years ago. The Pennsylvania State Police were usually in Dunbar every few weeks to pick up Roy and Tom for something. They had a reputation as being the local bad asses.
If any motorcycle gangs had been desperate enough to hang around Dunbar, Roy and Tom would probably have joined up.
The other members of Trish’s group was some loud mouth guy and his wife or girlfriend. She didn’t talk much and just did what she was told. In the last year, Trish had only seen her one time without a black eye or a bloody lip.
The guy followed whatever Roy and Tom wanted to do. Again because Debbie kept Roy and Tom happy, the guy didn’t mess with Trish because she was Debbie’s little sister. Even though he didn’t bother Trish, she would often catch him staring at her.
Trish was careful not to be anywhere near him by herself.
The first month after the virus ravaged Dunbar, it was hell. Trish and Debbie had lived in the basement of their house after their parents had been killed. They managed to sneak into the neighbors houses every few days to search for food. When they had been out of food for a few days, Debbie spotted Roy and Tom looting the house across the street. She called out to them and convinced them to take her and Trish with them. They had known Debbie from school and were all too happy to take them along.
When they found food, Debbie ate first. Roy and Tom insisted. Roy and Tom ate with Debbie. Trish was given only enough to keep her from starving. Just enough to keep Debbie happy and grateful.
Trish didn’t have a very nice life. No one had a very nice life since the dead over ran all the towns, but Trish felt like she was in the way.
Her sister was the reason she was still alive or hadn’t been abused too badly by
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