Write four lines of prose about: worry.
Nothing serious going on here, just the normal, usual worries of new parents inspiring a writing prompt.
Expecting a couple of visitors this weekend, one of whom hasn't had a chance to meet Max yet. Quite looking forward to that. The other visitors are Kat's friend and her two little girls, who have met him on a couple of occasions. I suspect Max would be looking forward to that, if he had any clue that they're coming.
Sitting at her desk and looking out the second-floor window, Olive could only purse her lips while shaking her head. Panic or fear would have been more appropriate responses. After all, the front lawn was crawling with the dead come back to life.
But the only image in her mind was of her husband, that very morning, telling her, "There's nothing to worry about - I've got it covered."