that he had almost become a part of if he hadn’t of found a lucky ride home. Those were the people who were far from home and had no way to get there and were essentially shut out of a safe environment and thrust into a dangerous one. The “Shut Ins” was those that shut everyone else out to protect what little they had as times got harder. You started seeing both kinds of groups the minute the disaster hit. Restaurants and grocery stores shooed their customers out and locked their doors. Without communications or computers for flight schedules the airport must have turned into a mad house with all the stranded travelers milling about looking for answers to where they would stay the night or how to try to get home another way.
“ Dennis had sympathy and compassion for both groups. However, he couldn’t dwell on others misfortunes at this time. He had to concentrate on the here and now and his own families survival first and foremost. From here on out, every single decision he made had a bearing on that. One bad or good decision and his and his mom’s chances for survival were either enhanced or reduced disproportionately. Darn he wished she would just go ahead and bug out with him to the cabin. Maybe he could coax her a bit more he decided as he put chicken legs and thighs on the grill to cook.
Dennis pondered all the upcoming problems he foresaw for social unrest and violence and decided he would take a little quick run to his farmstead, arm Charles and his girlfriend Monica, see to any food needs they might have and then he would haul ass back to the house. He would load as much stuff as he could in his truck this go round from his mom’s house and make the best of using up some gas. Cleaning out the pantry tonight and boxing up the emergency stores would leave little for his mom to do and thus hasten her departure. Moving all that stuff now would allow him room in the truck for the next trip to add a bunch of useful crap he was going to have to leave behind otherwise.
“Now next trip what do I need to bring back to the homestead with me?” he was considering while fixing his and his moms dinners plates so they could sit down to supper.
“Mom we need to box up all the toilet paper, bug spray, blankets towels etc. we need to basically start a new house up with. Those are the type items we will need or the goods we will most likely run out of first. I mean take the paper off the dispensers in the bathroom, take a run through every drawer and cabinet in the house and look for items we might be able to use. Take the dish liquid and soap but leave all those household cleaners here. We don’t have room for them and I got some already at my house. Oh yea, take the bleach and laundry soap. Charcoal starter, you name it and we see how much of this kind of stuff we can get into the vehicles when I get back. I am going to take some of the firewood you got stacked out on the patio and fill up my deer rack basket on my trailer hitch. We need to try to take as much of that seasoned firewood as we can in order to get help get us through winter.” Dennis said between mouthfuls of barbecued chicken.
“I need to look through my clothes and choose what might be best to bring along. I remember you have almost zero closet space at your farm.” Mom said getting into the spirit of a permanent move for the best while putting on a brave smile.
“There you go! I will see how much I can get loaded tonight and I will leave out first thing in the morning. You keep that pepper spray handy tomorrow Mom, even though I am sure you won’t need it while I am gone and then look for me and my truck about dark thirty tomorrow night.” Dennis said elated that the subject of when they were going to be leaving had finally been resolved
“You need to be back before dark Dennis, the government said they were starting curfew soon and I don’t want you in any trouble.” His mom said putting her plate aside and