We Won't Go Quietly: A Family's Struggle to Survive in a World Devolved (Book Three of the What's Left of My World Series) by C.A. Rudolph

Author:C.A. Rudolph [Rudolph, C.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: prepper, Dystopian, end of the world, teotwawki, Apocalypse, shtf, post apocalyptic, grid down, emp
Publisher: C.A. Rudolph
Published: 2017-12-21T22:00:00+00:00

Once Grace’s respite reached a conclusion, the two made their way across the valley and back home to the cabin. Lauren and Grace went inside, donned packs and slung rifles, and then proceeded to the back of the property to the entrance of the game trail leading up Mill Mountain.

Grace stood at the access point and studied it for a moment with suspicious eyes, paying particularly close attention to its rising slope along the steep ascent. “That’s it?” She pointed up the trail. “It doesn’t look hard to me at all.”

Lauren glanced over. “Are you sure about that?”

“Yep,” said Grace with a nod. “I’m positive. It looks more like a total and complete bitch.”

Lauren allowed a giggle to slip out. “Well, at least its looks aren’t deceiving.”

The duo began the steep not-so-gradual ascent up and along the game trail, which would eventually lead them through a set of switchbacks, ending at an intersection with Mill Mountain Trail, which spanned Great North Mountain for six miles from the Tuscarora Trail junction to Wolf Gap. From there, they would head north for a distance until they reached Big Schloss Spur Trail. Taking a right and following it eastward, it would bring them to their intended destination, a place Lauren had not visited in weeks—although to her, it felt more like months.

Lauren reached the first switchback on the hike and turned the corner, with Grace lagging not far behind. She stopped, checked on her sister’s progress below, and pointed up the trail. “This is the section the animals got right for you. It gets easier from here on out.”

Grace took a moment to catch her breath before swallowing a drink of water and responding, “You’re certain? Or are you just yanking my crank again?”

“Yanking your crank?”

“Yeah. It means pulling my leg…or bullshitting. It’s a hillbilly colloquialism,” Grace explained between breaths.

“That’s good info,” Lauren jeered. “I never knew that. Glad I do now, though. You’ve said you’ve been reading a lot lately.”

“I didn’t read that in a book, smarty-pants. I overheard one of the Bradys say it. I inferred its meaning from the context of the conversation, like clever people do.”

Lauren turned away and continued along the switchback to the next turn. “Sounds like a stimulating hobby.”

“Oh, and by that, you mean listening?” Grace quipped. “And paying attention to what other people are doing and saying? Yes—it can be rather stimulating. You should try it some time.”

“So my sister is turning over new leaves and finding new hobbies. And here, all this time I could’ve sworn she was just devoting her free time to some fellow whose name rhymes with Christian.”

Grace lifted her middle finger playfully in her sister’s direction. “Shows how much you know about me.”

At the beginning of the next switchback, Lauren unslung her rifle from her shoulder, readjusted the sling and slipped it over her neck so it would hang across her chest, just as she had always done before while patrolling the trails miles away from home. Observing Lauren’s actions, Grace followed suit by doing the same, although more awkwardly than her seasoned younger sister.

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