Alone in the Apocalypse: Post-Apocalyptic America: After the Solar Flare by AJ Newman

Author:AJ Newman [Newman, AJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Newalk LLC
Published: 2016-12-08T07:00:00+00:00

We both arrived on either side of the pickup to see George frantically trying to start the truck. He didn’t see us come up behind him.

“George, drop your gun.”

He opened the door with his hands raised. He suddenly turned with a pistol in his hand and I shot him before he could fire at Patty. He fell to the ground, raised the pistol and got off one shot at me as I dove around the front of the truck. Patty kicked the gun from his hand and placed hers on his forehead.

George said, “Patty I love you and have to have you back. Forget Jones and come back to me.”

Without apparent emotion, she looked upon George with the eyes of a King Cobra about to strike. “You murdered Wilma, and for that I’m sending you straight to Hell.” She shot him twice while I lay on the ground bleeding.

“Let me check your wound. Pull your pants down.”

I pulled my pants and shorts down to expose a wound in my ass. The bullet had gone in from the lower side and came out beside the top inside of my right butt cheek. It hurt like hell; however, it was in all honesty just downright embarrassing.

My first thought was that we now had three wounded people who couldn’t take care of themselves.

“Matt, don’t you even think about whining. I’ve cut myself worse while shaving my legs. The bullet passed through just below the skin. It will hurt like the dickens but you should be okay in a couple of weeks.” I think she really did try not to smile; she failed in that attempt.

She tore a large strip off her shirt, wadded it up and said, “Keep pressure on the exit wound while I get the ATV and a wagon to haul your pitiful butt back to the house.”

I used my rifle to help me stand up, and keeping pressure on the wound I started walking back to the house.

“Patty, I appreciate your help, but I don’t want you to strain and open your wound. We can patch me up when we get to the house.”

“Thanks for being a regular Quick Draw McGraw and keeping me from getting shot. George was like a mad dog and willing to kill me.

Matt, I want to correct something between us. I do care for you and something might happen between us down the road, but I just got rid of one husband and don’t want another for a while.”

“That was supposed to make me feel better?”

“I just meant that I don’t hate you and don’t give up on me.”

“I didn’t propose. I just like you and wanted to see more of you.”

I was struggling to walk the remaining 50 yards to the porch when I broke out laughing and replied, “Perhaps a dinner and a bird watching or skinny dipping and snuggling? Dating will definitely be different in the days after The Flare.”

“Okay, I’m interested enough to go to dinner and a movie.”

We both were in pain and moved slowly as we walked up the steps and into the house.

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