the gas cans to the back of the truck the
girls had been driving and made room for the
generators Bo and I had pulled earlier.
“Y’all take what we have back and I’ll stay
here and hold down the fort with everything
else.” I stated.
“Well, I’ll stay with you.” Bo exclaimed.
“Then so will I.” Howard stated as well
followed by the majority of the others.
“Look, we can’t all stay. Bo and Howard can
stay with me, the rest of you can take the
vehicles and drop off what we collected and
bring back the Deuce.” I broke up the conflict.
With a few sad eye’s they got in the vehicles
and pulled off. Bo, Howard and myself got the
bay doors for them and closed up behind them.
CHAPTER TWELVE
I WALKED out the employee door that
was next to the bay doors and rested my arms
on the guard rail as I watched my wife and the
others pull off. I barely heard the door latch
before opening again. I looked to the side to see
that Bo and Howard had joined me.
“Why do you look so worried, brother?” Bo
questioned.
I looked back out to see the last vehicle take
the corner. “I don’t know, it’s not like me to let
my wife go out on her own while we’re out
here…Plus, they’re just now leaving and I
already have a bad feeling that I can’t shake.” I
turned and looked back at them. “Maybe it’s
just nerves after so many close calls today.”
Howard dropped a hand over my shoulder.
“It’ll all pan out.”
“On a bright note, Lisa left us some beer.”
Bo added.
I turned and faced the guys. “Let’s grab some
jackets and a beanies and take our venture to
the rooftop. Maybe we’ll get lucky and have
our first cold beer in over a year.”
“Fuck yeah!” Bo followed with.
We flung the door back open and made our
way back inside. Bo guided us through the
maze of the mall and into Dillards where we
grabbed a couple of thick jackets. Howard
grabbed a beanie, Bo grabbed a red bandana
and I grabbed a black bandana. I folded it up
pulling one corner to the adjacent corner to
make a triangle and then folded the tip of the
triangle over to make more of a rectangle with
pointed ends and wrapped it around my head,
pulled it tight and tucked the ends. It took Bo a
little longer because he had to pull his around
his dreadlocks before being able to tie it.
It didn’t take long for us to make it back to
the Game Exchange and grab the beer that was
left for us. “Budweiser! Could have at least left
us Corona or Bud Light!” I exclaimed.
“Beer is beer.” Bo stated as he grabbed one
of the thirty packs.
I held up the box. “Not really, Budweiser is a
fucking migraine to wake up to.”
“I second that, but it is what it is.” Howard
stated.
We took the beer and made our way up a
maintenance hatch to the rooftop. The wind hit
us like pins and needles as we neared the edge.
“Goddamn, it’s way colder up here.” Howard
stated.
I held up my thirty pack. “Well, hell
yeah…we’re above most of the trees in the
area, so now we’re the only thing to slow the
wind down.”
“Our winters usually aren’t that bad.”
Howard stated.
“That’s true, but we do have our occasional
shit storms.” I replied as I caught a glimpse of a
few snow flurries falling from the sky like
ashes escaping a fire and trying to seat their
selves firmly back to the ground.
*Psssssht* sounded with each beer we
opened as we gazed into the parking lot. There
were a few rotters making their rounds, but
nothing of great significance. We each had
pulled our hoods up from our coats to block
some of the wind from our faces. The wind had
us close to tearing up from its strong presents
and chilled temperature.
“Well boys, we have a whole night on the
town. What do you want to get into?” I
questioned as we pushed through our first thirty
pack.
“I think a good night’s rest is our best bet.”
Howard suggested.
I tossed my empty beer can off the side of
the ledge of the
girls had been driving and made room for the
generators Bo and I had pulled earlier.
“Y’all take what we have back and I’ll stay
here and hold down the fort with everything
else.” I stated.
“Well, I’ll stay with you.” Bo exclaimed.
“Then so will I.” Howard stated as well
followed by the majority of the others.
“Look, we can’t all stay. Bo and Howard can
stay with me, the rest of you can take the
vehicles and drop off what we collected and
bring back the Deuce.” I broke up the conflict.
With a few sad eye’s they got in the vehicles
and pulled off. Bo, Howard and myself got the
bay doors for them and closed up behind them.
CHAPTER TWELVE
I WALKED out the employee door that
was next to the bay doors and rested my arms
on the guard rail as I watched my wife and the
others pull off. I barely heard the door latch
before opening again. I looked to the side to see
that Bo and Howard had joined me.
“Why do you look so worried, brother?” Bo
questioned.
I looked back out to see the last vehicle take
the corner. “I don’t know, it’s not like me to let
my wife go out on her own while we’re out
here…Plus, they’re just now leaving and I
already have a bad feeling that I can’t shake.” I
turned and looked back at them. “Maybe it’s
just nerves after so many close calls today.”
Howard dropped a hand over my shoulder.
“It’ll all pan out.”
“On a bright note, Lisa left us some beer.”
Bo added.
I turned and faced the guys. “Let’s grab some
jackets and a beanies and take our venture to
the rooftop. Maybe we’ll get lucky and have
our first cold beer in over a year.”
“Fuck yeah!” Bo followed with.
We flung the door back open and made our
way back inside. Bo guided us through the
maze of the mall and into Dillards where we
grabbed a couple of thick jackets. Howard
grabbed a beanie, Bo grabbed a red bandana
and I grabbed a black bandana. I folded it up
pulling one corner to the adjacent corner to
make a triangle and then folded the tip of the
triangle over to make more of a rectangle with
pointed ends and wrapped it around my head,
pulled it tight and tucked the ends. It took Bo a
little longer because he had to pull his around
his dreadlocks before being able to tie it.
It didn’t take long for us to make it back to
the Game Exchange and grab the beer that was
left for us. “Budweiser! Could have at least left
us Corona or Bud Light!” I exclaimed.
“Beer is beer.” Bo stated as he grabbed one
of the thirty packs.
I held up the box. “Not really, Budweiser is a
fucking migraine to wake up to.”
“I second that, but it is what it is.” Howard
stated.
We took the beer and made our way up a
maintenance hatch to the rooftop. The wind hit
us like pins and needles as we neared the edge.
“Goddamn, it’s way colder up here.” Howard
stated.
I held up my thirty pack. “Well, hell
yeah…we’re above most of the trees in the
area, so now we’re the only thing to slow the
wind down.”
“Our winters usually aren’t that bad.”
Howard stated.
“That’s true, but we do have our occasional
shit storms.” I replied as I caught a glimpse of a
few snow flurries falling from the sky like
ashes escaping a fire and trying to seat their
selves firmly back to the ground.
*Psssssht* sounded with each beer we
opened as we gazed into the parking lot. There
were a few rotters making their rounds, but
nothing of great significance. We each had
pulled our hoods up from our coats to block
some of the wind from our faces. The wind had
us close to tearing up from its strong presents
and chilled temperature.
“Well boys, we have a whole night on the
town. What do you want to get into?” I
questioned as we pushed through our first thirty
pack.
“I think a good night’s rest is our best bet.”
Howard suggested.
I tossed my empty beer can off the side of
the ledge of the
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