Haven (Kindled Book 1) by Claire Kent

Author:Claire Kent [Kent, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Noelle Adams
Published: 2021-08-25T16:00:00+00:00

IT’S MIDAFTERNOON WHEN we come off the trails we’ve been following and get onto a small country road.

At least it used to be a road. Now it’s a lot of broken rubble with a few longer stretches of pavement.

“This isn’t normal wear and tear,” Jackson says, pulling off the road and driving on the grass beside it. “This has got to be earthquake damage. We must be getting to the right place.”

I hold on to the support bar because even the unpaved ground is all torn up and so the ride is bumpy. “This area must have been hit really hard. No wonder everyone made a run for it. Look, that used to be a church.”

It’s not even a building anymore. Just a pile of debris with half a cross sticking out from a section that used to be the steeple.

I pull out the roadmap again, comparing it against the sketched map on the note. “It looks like there are several old towns here worth checking out. Mack says that a few of the ones farther north have been resettled, but there’s a lot down this way that haven’t been fully explored yet.”

“We need small farms or acreages. Places that are likely to have smaller tractors.” He pulls to a stop and leans over to study the maps with me. “And along the way we’ll look for drugstores and pharmacies.”

We plot a route and follow it, stopping at several different rural properties. They must have been hit by other groups in the past because most of the houses and barns have been cleaned out.

Since the area we’re in has already been pillaged, we drive farther south, away from the bigger towns. On a small farm, we get excited since we find cabinets full of canned food in the house. We leave the cans for someone else, since we’ve got plenty of better food at New Haven, but it’s proof the place hasn’t been looted yet. There’s also an old pickup truck in the driveway that won’t run but that has a tank full of gas, so we siphon off enough to fill up our ATV.

“I can’t believe no one has found this place yet. Let’s check the outbuildings,” I say, breathless with anticipation as we get back into our vehicle. “Maybe they had John Deeres.”

Jackson is excited too. I can see it on his tense face. He drives us toward what used to be the large shed or workshop. The walls have fallen down, but it’s not too hard to move them out of the way to uncover two tractors painted in a familiar green.

I clap my hands and hug myself as Jackson runs over to check the models.

One of them is the exact model of the one in our barn—not all that surprising since it used to be a popular model. Jackson pops the hood and carefully disconnects the pump we need. He also takes some of the other parts so we’ll have backups.

He’s actually grinning as we load them into our storage compartment.

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