backed the trailer to the carport and turned off the Hummer.
“Allie, Carrie, we are going to start now. We will be outside; it’s on you two to let us know if anything is coming,” Lance said, cracking the windows an inch. Lifting his nose, all Lance smelled were the smells of a farm. When they let Dino out, the goats in the yard bayed and ran away from the fence.
“I have point,” Ian said, moving to the house. “Jennifer, you next, and Lance, bring up the rear.”
With trembling hands, Jennifer kept her rifle aimed down and followed Ian. It didn’t take them long to make sure the house was clear. Then they went around and made sure all the doors were locked, and Jennifer went to work. Jennifer grabbed pillow cases and started filling them in the kitchen, and Ian and Lance moved them to the front door, grabbing the truck keys. Leaving Jennifer inside, Ian and Lance moved outside to the beehives and closed them up before the sun rose then headed back inside.
When all the pillow cases were gone, Jennifer started filling large trash bags. When the kitchen and pantry were done, Jennifer headed upstairs. As Lance sat down the last bag from the kitchen, he said, “Thought she said we didn’t need anything else up there.”
“Who knows,” Ian shrugged as Lance headed upstairs to see what she was packing. He found her in what could only be a young teen girl’s room.
Jennifer had something clutched to her chest and was looking up at the ceiling. “Thank you,” she said as Lance walked in.
“Need help?” he asked, looking around.
“No, I can take this down,” she said, grabbing a bag, and Lance noticed a bra in her hand.
“They have some of those in the bunker.”
“Yeah but not a lot of small ones,” she said and started shoving stuff in a trash bag. “Yours and Ian’s mom think all girls will have large racks.”
“Oh,” Lance said and spun around, leaving the room before Jennifer clarified anything else. Walking back to the living room, Lance took off his pack and pulled out his laptop. Turning it on, he pulled out his cellphone and grinned, seeing he had signal.
“You still going to try?” Ian said, walking over.
“Yeah, we aren’t home, so even if they do trace, we aren’t here.”
Nodding, Ian grabbed his squawk box. “Ladybugs, you see anything?” he called over the radio.
“A pretty cat is walking on the road, and two deer are on the mountain behind the house,” Allie’s small voice came back.
Ian looked out the window to see the world starting to get brighter. “Good job; we are almost done in the house.”
Hearing Lance’s computer beep, Ian walked over. “They haven’t sent another message,” Lance said, looking at his e-mail.
“Lance, our parents are in the middle of the ocean, and even if they could link up somehow, that’s not the best place to try and hide from something,” Ian said as Lance started clicking open other windows.
“Two of the message boards are down,” he said, clicking on other windows to start downloads. With two bags over her shoulder, Jennifer walked in and saw them looking at Lance’s laptop.
“Ready to load?” she said, dropping the bags.
Grabbing them, the boys followed her out to the trailer. Jennifer climbed in as they started passing up the bags. It was dawn when they finished, and they looked around to see Dino sitting inside the fence with the goats running around him. “You would think goats would try not to piss off a mastiff,” Ian chuckled.
Lance came back out, shoving the laptop in his pack. “Ready for me to pull back to the barn?”
“Yeah, it may be daylight, but it’s still spooky,” Ian said as Jennifer climbed out of the trailer, shutting the side door.
“You got that shit right,” she said turning around unslinging her rifle. As Lance climbed in the Hummer, Jennifer moved up the driveway and opened the gate to the pasture. Fighting to keep the goats from getting out, they called Dino over, and the goats
“Allie, Carrie, we are going to start now. We will be outside; it’s on you two to let us know if anything is coming,” Lance said, cracking the windows an inch. Lifting his nose, all Lance smelled were the smells of a farm. When they let Dino out, the goats in the yard bayed and ran away from the fence.
“I have point,” Ian said, moving to the house. “Jennifer, you next, and Lance, bring up the rear.”
With trembling hands, Jennifer kept her rifle aimed down and followed Ian. It didn’t take them long to make sure the house was clear. Then they went around and made sure all the doors were locked, and Jennifer went to work. Jennifer grabbed pillow cases and started filling them in the kitchen, and Ian and Lance moved them to the front door, grabbing the truck keys. Leaving Jennifer inside, Ian and Lance moved outside to the beehives and closed them up before the sun rose then headed back inside.
When all the pillow cases were gone, Jennifer started filling large trash bags. When the kitchen and pantry were done, Jennifer headed upstairs. As Lance sat down the last bag from the kitchen, he said, “Thought she said we didn’t need anything else up there.”
“Who knows,” Ian shrugged as Lance headed upstairs to see what she was packing. He found her in what could only be a young teen girl’s room.
Jennifer had something clutched to her chest and was looking up at the ceiling. “Thank you,” she said as Lance walked in.
“Need help?” he asked, looking around.
“No, I can take this down,” she said, grabbing a bag, and Lance noticed a bra in her hand.
“They have some of those in the bunker.”
“Yeah but not a lot of small ones,” she said and started shoving stuff in a trash bag. “Yours and Ian’s mom think all girls will have large racks.”
“Oh,” Lance said and spun around, leaving the room before Jennifer clarified anything else. Walking back to the living room, Lance took off his pack and pulled out his laptop. Turning it on, he pulled out his cellphone and grinned, seeing he had signal.
“You still going to try?” Ian said, walking over.
“Yeah, we aren’t home, so even if they do trace, we aren’t here.”
Nodding, Ian grabbed his squawk box. “Ladybugs, you see anything?” he called over the radio.
“A pretty cat is walking on the road, and two deer are on the mountain behind the house,” Allie’s small voice came back.
Ian looked out the window to see the world starting to get brighter. “Good job; we are almost done in the house.”
Hearing Lance’s computer beep, Ian walked over. “They haven’t sent another message,” Lance said, looking at his e-mail.
“Lance, our parents are in the middle of the ocean, and even if they could link up somehow, that’s not the best place to try and hide from something,” Ian said as Lance started clicking open other windows.
“Two of the message boards are down,” he said, clicking on other windows to start downloads. With two bags over her shoulder, Jennifer walked in and saw them looking at Lance’s laptop.
“Ready to load?” she said, dropping the bags.
Grabbing them, the boys followed her out to the trailer. Jennifer climbed in as they started passing up the bags. It was dawn when they finished, and they looked around to see Dino sitting inside the fence with the goats running around him. “You would think goats would try not to piss off a mastiff,” Ian chuckled.
Lance came back out, shoving the laptop in his pack. “Ready for me to pull back to the barn?”
“Yeah, it may be daylight, but it’s still spooky,” Ian said as Jennifer climbed out of the trailer, shutting the side door.
“You got that shit right,” she said turning around unslinging her rifle. As Lance climbed in the Hummer, Jennifer moved up the driveway and opened the gate to the pasture. Fighting to keep the goats from getting out, they called Dino over, and the goats
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