46 Hours To Home by Pat Riot

Author:Pat Riot [Riot, Pat]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | Dystopian
Published: 2019-03-27T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Rob walked east along the drainage ditch until it let out onto the golf course. His plan was to reach Redlands Boulevard and take it north for several miles to San Timoteo Canyon. Having golfed this very course in the past, Rob knew he could use the course to make it most of the way to Redlands and from Rachel’s house it was about a mile east as the crow flew. Rob continued through the golf course, through the rapidly growing grass, over the fairways and greens, crossing several cart paths, and avoiding the roughs and sand-traps, using the trees for cover when he was able too, but otherwise just walking quickly through and watching his surroundings.

At one point an elderly lady yelled at him from the backyard of her house which faced the golf course.

“Hey, you’re trespassing! Get off my golf course!” She yelled with a shrill voice.

“Your golf course? I didn’t realize you owned it,” Rob yelled back, voice dripping with sarcasm. “I thought it was open to the public.”

The old lady, Rob thought she was in her seventies, sputtered for a minute while trying to come up with an answer, then finally said, “You’re lucky there’s something wrong with my phone or I’d already be calling the authorities. Just get the hell off the course young man!”

“Yes ma’am, right away ma’am,” Rob threw a sarcastic salute in the direction of the house as he laughed. Someone is having a bad day.

“Lois! What’re you doing? Leave that man alone!” Rob heard an elderly, but still loud, male voice from inside the house. “He’s not doing anything.”

“He’s not supposed to be here!” the lady, Lois, yelled back into the house.

“Just get inside woman! If the TV was working you would’ve never noticed him in the first place,” the male voice yelled back at Lois.

Rob laughed hard for a couple minutes before getting himself under control. That’s probably me and Monica in about forty years.

As he walked, Rob reflected on the little bit of time he spent with Carlos and Rachel. He was glad he made the journey with Rachel to her house. They were good people and they had a better chance than most of surviving the coming chaos, especially with Carlos’ military and construction background. It made Rob feel good that he was able help them out especially since they had a young daughter. Of course, the day of rest did him some good too.

He walked to the east end of the course and was able to cut north, walking through a gap in the houses where yet another drainage ditch was located. When he reached Cactus Avenue he was blocked by a six-foot high rod iron fence. There was a pedestrian gate, but it was secured with a padlock.

Before throwing his Eberlestock backpack over Rob took a good look around. On the other side of the street was a large open field, and Rob didn’t see anyone or anything moving around in the area. From his

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