Grant Us Mercy 7 by D C Little

Author:D C Little
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: post-apocalyptic
Publisher: Carson River Publishing
Published: 2020-04-19T04:00:00+00:00

~10~

Blake’s pack may be heavier since he added most of Kris’s gear to his, but he felt lighter going back to camp with his family next to him. He knew he would have to leave them again soon to check on the cattle, and it ate away at him, almost to the point he thought he had heartburn.

It hadn’t been easy leaving the cabin. After much private discussion, they decided to send out a team to retrieve the supplies later. There were too many useful tools and supplies to leave them. With Ryan’s fragile state, they decided not to ransack the cabin during this trip.

Blake worried about Ryan. He hadn’t said a word the entire time they did the burial ceremony until the end. Then he knelt down next to his father in the shallow grave and said, “You deserve more than this. You were the best dad. I will never forget what you have taught me, and I’m so sorry I was too late.”

Lexi had consoled him, reminding Ryan that his dad had known he was dying before he sent him to find the camp. Yet, the boy hadn’t spoken a word more. He didn’t speak the rest of that day, nor during their last night at the cabin. This morning he was still silent as they left what had been his home for who knows how long.

Blake wondered when, or if, he would speak again.

Ryan took long strides on his skis. He would go ahead of them and wait for them to almost catch up, then take off again. Each time they came close, Blake tried to get a word in before the boy took off again, but with no luck.

“Hey Dad,” Tucker said as he ran in his snowshoes up to him. “Do you think we can make skis like Ryan has?”

“I am banking on it.”

“Awesome! I can’t wait to be as good as Ryan on them. Look at how fast he is!” Tucker slid his snowshoes, pretending they were skis.

“He is good. I agree.” Blake watched the boy stop at the top of the next rise. He would call a break so he could get a good look at the skis and hopefully get Ryan talking.

Grief did strange things to the mind. Blake knew that. When he lost his mom, the world became twisted and awful. He couldn’t imagine having lost both parents. His dad may not have been a stellar father, but he was there.

He would try to bring it up as time went on. Maybe sharing the things he had done to keep his mind from the dark twisting hole would help Ryan, too.

Before they even got close to the next rise, Blake pushed on and called out to Ryan.

“Hold up, Ryan. We are going to take a break.” Blake’s voice traveled far and he could see the slight nod that Ryan gave him.

Kris and Mercy could use a rest anyway. He turned toward his wife. His daughter bounced in the wrap, babbling and reaching out for him.

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