(( me start )) 1 week later Matroshka resumed his life but not with his wife. She remarried thinking He was dead in the zombie city. He needed somone to talk to so he called Camillie. He got her phone number. They all did to keep in touch that way they know there not the only ones that have never done this before. Her phone rings.
Camille sat up she listened to what he said, she thought he wouldnt call,why was he calling inthe afternoon?She spoke up"Ya sure,you sound up set"She spoke she got up her back poped a litlle she felt better.She went into the room waiting for a responce.The phone seem to be pushed agenst her ear she looked though t her clouths for the day.
Camille felt bad for him"Awww well thats stupied what she did was wrong...if she truly did love you it would take her at least a month to get better and proble longer to see other people....im sorry about it ,well she missed a realy nice guy."She said changeing into a checkerd long hug shirt and tight blue jeans she oready took a shower just didn't change.She re prushed her hair.It grew long her to her middle back and she put blond in it ,she looked differnt.