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had kept looters from ransacking their house since there was still a big tree across the living room.
     
    Carl and I were glad we had dug the graves prior to opening the garage, because we couldn’t move fast enough to get both bodies in the ground and get them covered.
     
    We both quickly covered them with dirt and I took a bucket of rainwater and some bleach and poured it on the blood that was in the garage and closed the door.
     
    This was a task I didn’t want to have to repeat any time soon.
     
    I made the conscious decision that in the future either bodies would need to buried or burned immediately to prevent this type of thing. Not only would it be safer and cleaner, but if this had been in the summer the smell would have not allowed us to sleep.
     
    Of course, my goal was not to have to bury anyone else in the near future. I just didn’t know if that goal would be realistic or if I was just trying to be hopeful.
     
    Only time would tell.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 6 - Katherine
     
    I watched out the back window at the guys digging up those graves. I couldn’t stop shaking.
     
    Why did that man have to start running towards me? I didn’t have time to even think about it. I just saw the knife and drew my weapon and fired.
     
    I had never shot anything before. Hell, I couldn’t even bear to slaughter our chickens for meat.
     
    When we originally got chickens the plan was to have them for eggs for a year and then slaughter them for the freezer. When the year rolled around, I couldn’t bear to kill them. They were my “girls” by then.
     
    I knew their personalities and when I would sit out on the bench near their coop, they would come and hop on my lap and chirp and chatter as I talked back to them.
     
    The funny thing was, I still ate chicken and bought chicken at the store. Of course, I had made the decision years ago to only buy humanely raised chicken, but still there was that disconnect between us and our food.
     
    For that first year of having the chickens I was in a real quandary with my feelings about eating chicken. Of course, my hunger would always outweigh my decisions. So I figured out how to deal with it internally and not worry about it.
     
    I guess in a way, I was sticking my head in the sand about where our food comes from.
     
    As I watched the guys trying to deal with the smell from the bodies of our dead neighbors, I thought back to a story I had read about how people who lived in the country didn’t name their animals because it made it to hard for them when it came to slaughtering.
     
    When you give an animal a name, it becomes a pet. And we don’t eat our pets here in America.
     
    As the adrenalin finally started to release, I couldn’t hold back the tears. I had to let it out and let myself cry for several minutes before forcing myself to stop for fear of another headache.
     
    The daily life was becoming unbearable and I couldn’t get out of the city fast enough. The hope of seeing my mom and being in a smaller, close-knit community gave me another reason to keep on trying.
     
    I gave the logs in the fire a stir, trying to get what happened to stop replaying over and over in my mind.
     
    I knew this would be hard to recover from, but I would make it. I refused to be one of those women who falls apart at every bad thing that happened to her. That just wasn’t in my nature.
     
    The sun was out and I needed to feel it as much as possible. I really wanted to go back outside, but decided instead to open the shades and let some of the passive solar light come in through the south windows.
     
    That would require removing our window darkening panels, but we needed to see the sun and it would allow us to sit down and look at the map better.
     
    I peeked outside to make sure no one was out front, then popped the panel and set it off to the side.
     
    The shade was already up half way and I