War Dogs Heading Home: Wounded Warriors of the Apocalypse - Post-Apocalyptic Survival Fiction by AJ Newman

Author:AJ Newman [Newman, AJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Newalk LLC
Published: 2019-06-17T22:00:00+00:00

It only took two more days to reach Murfreesboro and the neighborhood where her sister had lived. Billie had only been in the area a few times, but instantly knew something was amiss. She and Mark ducked behind a hedge, so she could observe the area for danger. The neighborhood was usually immaculate and tidy. Almost no one even parked their cars on the street. Billie had to bypass the first turn that would take her to her sister’s home because the road was blocked by three cars that had been pushed across the street to block traffic. Someone had also strung fence from the vehicles to the homes on either end. Billie didn’t see any guards, but did see some shadows move behind the cars.

“Mom, why can’t we go on to Aunt Sue’s house? I want to play my games, and they should have electricity.”

Billie had the urge to strangle the boy. “Son, I have told you a dozen times, no one has electricity. We may never have electricity again. Quit whining and help me.”

Billie pushed Mark back along the hedge and then walked a block out of her way to come up to her sister’s home from behind. When they approached her sister’s backyard, she was slammed by the acrid smell of burning vinyl and another foul odor similar to rotten flesh. Then she heard dogs barking and fighting. She poked her head out from between two evergreen bushes, and what she saw made her heart pound. There were four fresh graves in the backyard, and the pack of dogs fought over something one of the dogs had in its mouth.

Billie recognized the thing in the dog’s mouth, drew her pistol, and shot three of the dogs before they could scatter. She took the body part from the dead dog’s mouth and placed it in the hole it had come from. Billie looked around the yard and then called out to Mark. “Grab those pavers from around the fountain and stack them on the far grave. Place them close enough that the dogs can’t dig into the grave.”

Mark balked, but Billie barked. “Get your ass in gear young man before I lose my temper.”

Billie began stripping the backyard of the concrete edging and pavers until all four graves were covered. She tried to keep her mind clear of who might be in those shallow graves, but deep down knew it was her sister and her family.

They finished covering the graves and Billie noticed the back half of her sister’s home had burned to the ground. Wisps of smoke still rose from the rubble, telling Billie the fire had occurred recently.

She dried her tears and looked around the backyard and homes on either side. There had been a gunfight. The houses had numerous bullet holes in the vinyl siding, and many windows were shattered. She slunk back into the bushes with Mark when she heard several voices.

“Hey Will, we got the bastard. Jose has him tied to the bumper of his pickup.

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