The Walking Blessed

So we were visiting friends in Charlotte NC. Beautiful city, beautiful weather, we had a lovely time... Late morning on Sunday we went to a playground at their church so the kids could climb and run around. Yes, the parking lot was full, but we weren't thinking about the time. We just needed a jungle gym and it was the closest one. Well, the bells started to ring.

"Oh, crap," said our friends. "They're letting out. We have to go or we're never getting out of here. Go, go, go!"

I know this is wrong for me to say, but it was like something out of 'The Walking Dead' with everyone slowly exiting the church in a blessed daze. Sure, instead of rags and rotting flesh, it was fresh crisp clothes and bright clean skin, but we were soon surrounded. And trapped...

Although slightly delayed, we made it home for lunch unscathed.