Ashes of the World: A Post-Apocalyptic Story (The World Burns Book 2) by Boyd Craven Iii

Author:Boyd Craven Iii [Craven, Boyd Iii]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Short Stories & Anthologies, Short Stories, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Science Fiction, Dystopian, Two Hours or More (65-100 Pages), Single Authors
Amazon: B00VNXHVGY
Published: 2015-04-03T05:00:00+00:00

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“You boys slow down,” Lisa hollered as Bobby and Weston were headed out the door. “I’ve got a ton of canning to do today, and I need you to bring me four cases of jars from the root cellar.”

“How fast do you need them?” Weston asked.

“In an hour.”

“Good, we can go check the traps out and bring those on our way back through,” Bobby said, almost bouncing with energy.

“Traps?” Lisa was bewildered.

“Yeah, Blake showed us how to make some snares. We’re running low on pork, and it wouldn’t hurt to learn a new way to hunt that doesn’t make a lot of sound.”

“Are they safe?”

“Very safe. We’re taking guns as a backup,” Weston told her.

“Okay, well, bring me those jars as soon as you can.”

“You got it, Mom.”

Bobby’s enthusiasm was infectious, and gone was the angry sullen man from yesterday. Weston could hardly keep up with his fast stride and broke into a jog a couple of times until they made the first set of traps. The first few sets were empty, but the last one in the string had a fat rabbit in it. They walked to the larger snares with a smile, using their scopes on their rifles to check out the land ahead of them. They could see something lying down in the grass near the first set and waited almost two hundred yards away watching.

When they saw no movement, they creept up to the snare set. A fat doe had walked through the set and expired almost underneath the tree the line was tied to. Weston pulled out his hunting knife to begin skinning it but Bobby stopped him.

“Let’s go check the other two, first,” he was excited.

He felt that this meat had practically given itself to them because of the knowledge and skill between his older brother and Blake’s ingenuity, and wanted to see if they had anything else.

“You go ahead. I’m going to gut this one first. If you don’t get to it quick, it can spoil the meat. Come let me know if you get any more. I’ll gut it for you.”

“You know, it won’t make me puke forever.”

“It probably will this time, that’s why you’re heading off alone.”

“Shut up Weston,” he said lightly, but he was joking. Plus, his brother was right. It wasn’t something he’d ever been able to do without throwing up the few times he tried.

“Fire a shot if there’s any issues and I’ll come find you.”

With happy thoughts, Bobby headed to the next set. It was empty and he could hear something breaking branches probably a hundred yards deeper into the woods from where he was already. He approached slowly to witness the last moments of kicking of a younger deer as it too died. Bobby was slightly shaken on the scene of death, but he knew the meat would be greatly needed. He loved venison, and had tried to be the hunter that his father and older brother were, but he hadn’t quite gotten over the death, blood and guts part of it.

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