Grid Attack (Cyber War #2) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Emerson Hawk
Tags: post-apocalyptic fiction
raised it all the way up allowing as much sun as possible flood the living room. It was grand, and both kitties came down and found a sunny spot to lie in.
Sunshine always had a cleansing effect, at least that is what I believed. I sat down on the couch and allowed the sun to wash all over my body. Within a few minutes, I could feel the tension release from my body and my mind.
I had to really concentrate on not thinking about shooting that man, but I kept at it until I lowered my heart rate and my shaking finally began to subside.
My cat, Lady, came and sat on my chest and began to purr. She licked the side of my cheek once and gave me little cat chirps to let me know she approved of the sunshine beaming into the house.
Petting her almost made it seem like the rest of the world didn’t matter.
Not long after I began to relax, the guys came into the house.
“What are you doing?” Tony asked, looking at both windows wide open to the world and pointing with a look on his face as if I had just shot someone else.
“The sun is shining and it will reflect enough on the windows that no one will be able to see inside unless they come right up to the window.” I explained.
I knew as long as we put the panels back up when it began to get darker, we would be fine.
“She’s right,” Carl said. “We should be fine as long as the sun is out. But if it starts to get cloudy or dark, we need to put the shade panels back up.”
I was glad Carl backed me on this. I needed to feel like the house was somewhat normal.
The front of the house faced south and the trees had already lost their leaves, so when the sun was out, I always tried to open the shades for passive solar heat to warm the house.
Plus, it kept this old house from feeling like a cave.
They guys brought the chickens back inside to their makeshift pen and changed out of their clothes. The smell of the bodies had permeated the clothes and I insisted they let them hang outside on the rail so the air and sun could clean them before I had to manually wash them.
I tried as best I could to not keep my mind wandering back to the events that happened this morning. It was hard to keep focus, but we took the map and really made progress on the route we’d plan on taking down south.
“The biggest hurdle is getting across the river.” Carl said.
He was right. There was only one way out of the area without having to cross one of the three rivers that surrounded St. Louis.
And we were certain that those large bridges were probably already taken over by either some government entity or someone else that we didn’t want to have a confrontation with.
What normally would have taken an hour and a half to drive would probably take us more than a day now. Especially, because we weren’t sure about what was out there waiting for us.
I began to process just how difficult this could turn out to be. I also began to doubt it was the best option now. It was so risky being out there and possibly being exposed.
“Are you planning on taking the chickens?” asked Carl.
“Yes. They will be put into boxes with holes. They will be fine and will actually be quiet that way. Plus, we need the eggs.” I said.
“I assume the cats, too” he asked.
Tony and I both looked at him like he had two heads.
“Yeah, that would be like us leaving our kids.” Tony replied.
I was glad he made it clear what the cats meant to us. The chickens were pets, but not like the cats. Our kitties were our babies and we would find a way to take them with us.
In my mind, there was nothing that would stop me from taking my kitties, even if we had to give up the chickens to do it. I knew that wasn’t logical. It was an emotional decision. But that was the way it was going to be.
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Sunshine always had a cleansing effect, at least that is what I believed. I sat down on the couch and allowed the sun to wash all over my body. Within a few minutes, I could feel the tension release from my body and my mind.
I had to really concentrate on not thinking about shooting that man, but I kept at it until I lowered my heart rate and my shaking finally began to subside.
My cat, Lady, came and sat on my chest and began to purr. She licked the side of my cheek once and gave me little cat chirps to let me know she approved of the sunshine beaming into the house.
Petting her almost made it seem like the rest of the world didn’t matter.
Not long after I began to relax, the guys came into the house.
“What are you doing?” Tony asked, looking at both windows wide open to the world and pointing with a look on his face as if I had just shot someone else.
“The sun is shining and it will reflect enough on the windows that no one will be able to see inside unless they come right up to the window.” I explained.
I knew as long as we put the panels back up when it began to get darker, we would be fine.
“She’s right,” Carl said. “We should be fine as long as the sun is out. But if it starts to get cloudy or dark, we need to put the shade panels back up.”
I was glad Carl backed me on this. I needed to feel like the house was somewhat normal.
The front of the house faced south and the trees had already lost their leaves, so when the sun was out, I always tried to open the shades for passive solar heat to warm the house.
Plus, it kept this old house from feeling like a cave.
They guys brought the chickens back inside to their makeshift pen and changed out of their clothes. The smell of the bodies had permeated the clothes and I insisted they let them hang outside on the rail so the air and sun could clean them before I had to manually wash them.
I tried as best I could to not keep my mind wandering back to the events that happened this morning. It was hard to keep focus, but we took the map and really made progress on the route we’d plan on taking down south.
“The biggest hurdle is getting across the river.” Carl said.
He was right. There was only one way out of the area without having to cross one of the three rivers that surrounded St. Louis.
And we were certain that those large bridges were probably already taken over by either some government entity or someone else that we didn’t want to have a confrontation with.
What normally would have taken an hour and a half to drive would probably take us more than a day now. Especially, because we weren’t sure about what was out there waiting for us.
I began to process just how difficult this could turn out to be. I also began to doubt it was the best option now. It was so risky being out there and possibly being exposed.
“Are you planning on taking the chickens?” asked Carl.
“Yes. They will be put into boxes with holes. They will be fine and will actually be quiet that way. Plus, we need the eggs.” I said.
“I assume the cats, too” he asked.
Tony and I both looked at him like he had two heads.
“Yeah, that would be like us leaving our kids.” Tony replied.
I was glad he made it clear what the cats meant to us. The chickens were pets, but not like the cats. Our kitties were our babies and we would find a way to take them with us.
In my mind, there was nothing that would stop me from taking my kitties, even if we had to give up the chickens to do it. I knew that wasn’t logical. It was an emotional decision. But that was the way it was going to be.
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