The World Bleeds: A Post-Apocalyptic Story (The World Burns Book 5) by Craven III Boyd

The World Bleeds: A Post-Apocalyptic Story (The World Burns Book 5) by Craven III Boyd

Author:Craven III, Boyd
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-07-10T04:00:00+00:00


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The construction of the spring house started almost immediately with most of the idle hands available helping out. They dug down the side wall of the barn until they found where an earthen pipe came out. It was quite deep and they considered trenching all of it out until somebody pointed out they still had to dig out the foundation of the spring house itself. They decided to start digging every twenty feet down the hill until they came to a spot that was perfect for what they wanted to do, and was situated enough away from the toe poppers that the kids wouldn’t be a problem. They started to dig with shovels and picks, Blake using his old tractor and the back blade to scrape it out as much as he could. The spring house ended up being roughly twenty foot by twenty.

Curt took Blake’s chainsaw and headed into the North West side of the property with one of the quads. The homestead could hear several trees coming down and the buzz of the saw and soon they saw him driving slowly, a tow rope dragging the main trunk of a pine tree. He’d already trimmed it and the nubs were the limbs were, were digging gouges in the pasture grass. Blake nodded when he saw it and smiled. That was going to be one of the main beams and he began explaining how to build and brace it. It took many trips to get enough wood and Blake had Duncan sat down to discuss the one part they had overlooked. The gravel.

“You know, there are coal mines all over this state. What are the chances we can find something already loaded and use the old semi we found?

“Hm…” Blake mused, “I don’t know honestly. We can always do it a little bit at a time… we have what’s left of summer.

“We’ll figure something out,” Duncan said.

“You always do,” Sandra’s voice cut through the reverie. “That kiddo is on the radio and asking for you,” Sandra told him.

Blake stood and made sure his cane was handy and walked up the hill slowly.

“You ok there old man?” Sandra poked him in the side, almost making him jump.

“Yeah, just stiff from sitting. I’m glad we’re doing this, we really needed something like this and—“

“And some of them needed the work. Idle hands and all of that,” Sandra finished the thought for him.

Blake gave his wife a quick kiss, “Why do I even bother talking if you already know what I’m going to say?”

“Exactly!” Sandra poked him and ran up the hill.

Blake smiled. For such a dangerous warrior, there was still more than a little bit of the carefree girl left in his wife. Even the grid going down and all the danger hadn’t taken that away from her, and Blake’s heart swelled. Chris ran down the hill where he had been playing with some kids to shadow Blake on the way back up.

“Hey dad, your house thing almost done?” Chris asked.

“Getting there.



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