Pavement Ends: The Exodus: A Story of Family, Friends and Survival by Kurt Gepner

Author:Kurt Gepner [Gepner, Kurt]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Science Fiction, Adventure, Post-Apocalyptic
Amazon: B00KQQR95W
Publisher: Kurt Gepner
Published: 2014-06-02T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWO

It was Friday morning, May twenty-fourth, at nine-twelve anti-meridians. Traveling eastbound in a nineteen sixty-five Ford F-250, painted primary green and yellow, pulling a twenty-six-foot U-haul, a baby blue nineteen seventy-two Volkswagon Minibus and a sixteen-foot dual-axle trailer, Hank lead a group of thirty refugees away from the sanctuary on Thirty-Second and Jasmine Street to make a new home in the distant mountains of the Gifford Pinchot National Forrest.

Among them were twelve children, nine girls and three boys, ranging from one to eleven years old. Two adolescent boys, craving masculine respect, were scouting ahead on their motorized scooters. Of the eleven women, six were under thirty years old. Five of the six men were over forty-five. The only man below that age was injured.

Hank eased the train of vehicles ahead and turned right on 33rd Avenue. They traveled no faster than a walk. With the application of a few more RPMs they crested the overpass that crossed Interstate Five. Hank coasted past the street where Salvador had saved Amanda. After rolling on for two more blocks they came to the first bottleneck of cars.

Hank shut down the truck and climbed out. From behind the cab, he pulled a six-foot-long steel pry bar. Silas was the first to join him, followed immediately by Dale and Camille. Tom came up next and then the two scouts, Jeremy and Brody. "Okay," Hank said perfunctorily. "Let’s see if we can just put them in neutral and push them off to the side of the road before..."

"Hey!" A shout rang down from the crest of the overpass. A lone man was waving down at them. Hank waved back and the man jogged toward him. As he approached, they saw that he was wearing a hiking pack, toting a duffle bag over his left shoulder and an M-16 over his right. Around his waist was a military utility belt, with a canteen, survival knife and ammo pouches. He wore a red T-shirt, tan shorts and low-top hiking boots.

Silas and Tom identified him as their former co-worker TJ. He was a little out of breath as he trotted to a halt. "Hey, Guys, I want to come with you," was the first thing he said.

Silas stepped forward and laid his hand on TJs shoulder. "How’s your momma, TJ?" He seemed gravely concerned.

The young man smiled and said, "She’s all right. The garage is about thirty feet away from the house and it didn’t burn down." He was grinning as he spoke. "My mom and her boyfriend are living in there. He sells Army surplus and MREs on the internet and he’s been using the garage as storage since they met, last month." TJ laughed. "They’re set for, like, a year. Plus, he’s got knives and guns and he’s even got grenades. I’m hooked up!" He un-slung the rifle and offered it to Silas.

Silas threw up his hands and backed away, shaking his head. "Oh no!" Silas said. "I don’t want that thing." His deep voice was an octave higher than its normal register.

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