Our End Of The Lake: Surviving After The 2012 Solar Storm (Prepper Trilogy) by Ron Foster

Author:Ron Foster
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: survivalist, survivor, end of the world, prepper, survival, post apocalyptic, Fiction, preppers, preparedness, emp, shtf, electromagnetic pulse, solar storm, retreat, lake, teotwawki, 2012
Published: 2011-07-06T04:00:00+00:00

3

Plotting and Scheming

I managed to fire up the engine on the scooter on the way home, and after a very brief zip around the Church parking lot, before shutting it down and going back to pedaling it along.

I parked it next to the side door in the carport and Jack and I walked in the house.

“Here Mom. Put this somewhere.” I said before she could question me.

“What is it?” She asked while reading every line of the paper.

“Bill of sale and title on that Moped I bought for a hundred bucks.” I said flopping down in a chair and having some fun watching my mother find a suitably safe place for my receipt, like it was some all important document.

“I might bike over to Sherry’s today and see if any fresh vegetables are in the garden.” I said, searching for an excuse to get back over there and discuss a few things over a drink of more than instant drink mix.

“Are you sure David? Its dangerous out there, you said so yourself and you just got home.” My Mom said anxiously and a little peevishly.

“Well, it’s the only garden we got access to and I need to see about it. I also got some preps over there that I will be bringing back.” I said hinting I might have something interesting stored there.

“Why would you store something over there and not here?” She replied, like she didn’t really know, but I wasn’t taking the bait to argue.

“Jack if you want to come, you can ride her bike and I can pedal the scooter.” I said in his direction to see if he needed an excuse to escape also.

“Well, if you don’t need me, I will stay here and guard the home front.” Jack replied getting brownie points with my Mom and Lois, knowing full well he’d be napping somewhere within the hour.

“Jack, come to think of it, I need that scooter over at Sherry’s and I need you to ride the bike; so we can double up on it on the way back here.” I said spoiling his already cat like stretch to settle in for a nap.

“What? What?” he managed seeing his master plan foiled, now with physical exertion included?

“It’s not good to keep all the eggs in one basket anyway buddy, and we got some deliberations to do.” I said ruining his day and poking him to action.

“Ok, I will go, but you peddling back.” he said resolutely and giving me mental hernia thinking about biking his big ass back home.

“Be glad it’s not a rickshaw!” he said seeing the discomfort on my face.

“I am going to turn that bike into a Pedi cab one day so don’t look so smug, if I find you a new job.” I said as a weak retort.

“Let’s go look at that rain barrel setup I was working on before we leave, in case I need to bring something back from Sherry’s.” I said and headed towards the backdoor and my room/aka garden building.

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