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forward. I swung around and fired. I hit his leg. I can’t believe that worked! I was aiming for his leg. I didn’t want to kill him. But then I spun to the front.
     
    “Just go!” I shouted at them.
    “What the hell is wrong with you?” the guy shouted. “We just wanted a ride! You’re going to leave us out here to die?”
    “We have to go.” I said, crying. “Let us go.”
    “Okay, okay.” He stepped away from the car. “I was just teasing about the car. I just wanted a ride to my house across town.”
    “I’m sorry. Get off the streets. It’s dangerous.”
    “With crazy bitches like you it is.”
     
    I got back in the car and Tasha floored it. I started sobbing. I dropped the gun in the floor. I can’t believe I just did that. After all that talk Dad gave me, I figured I’d never actually have to use it.
     
    “You killed him.” Amber said.
    “I just hit his leg!”
    “Well with all this going on you probably killed him. He can’t go to the hospital. And those people who are sick are going to find him. He can’t outrun them with a bad leg.”
    “So I should let him drag you out of the car? Maybe leave you to be killed? Or who the hell knows what those guys had in mind, Amber. Maybe they like little girls. Maybe he had more in mind, maybe with no cops around to protect your little ass he would have decided he liked you and wanted you all for himself. You ever think of that?”  
    “Becca, back off.” Tasha told me.
    “No! Dad was right, laws don’t apply anymore.” I picked the gun back up. “Whoever has this makes the rules now.”
     
    It was pretty quiet for the next couple of hours. The only real talking was me when Tasha would ask where to turn or me reading the map out loud and telling her where we were going. And then it started getting dark.
     
    “We can’t drive all the way there tonight.” Tasha said.
    “And we’ll need gas.” Bridget added.
    “I know. I guess we need to start thinking about a place to stay tonight.” I told them.
    “There’s a town back...”
    “No, Amber. No towns. It’s too dangerous. We need a farm in the middle of nowhere.”
    “There could be people there.” she said. “They could have guns, too.” she said. “A lot of farmers do.”
    “They might.” They probably do. I sighed and checked the safety on the gun for the fiftieth time. “As soon as we stop for the night I’ll need to show you how to use this, Tasha. We’re going to have to keep guard, and I don’t think I can stay up all night, so we’ll have to take shifts.”
    “Becca.” Bridget said softly. “Do you think that’s a good idea? Shouldn’t Natasha sleep so she can drive?”
    “Well I can’t do everything alone!”
    “It’s okay.” Tasha said. “I can do it. It’s fine.”
    “No, she’s right. I guess I’ll just stay up all night.”
    “I’ll help, if I can.” Bridget said. “If you can show me.”
    “Bridge...”
    “I know how to use a gun.” David interrupted. “Dad took me hunting a couple of times. I’ve used a rifle, but I think I can use the nine millimeter you have there without any problems.”
    “You’ll blow your foot off, David.” Amber told him.
    “Come on, it’s mostly going to be a lot of sitting there doing nothing anyway. I can do this.”
    “Are you sure?” I asked.
    “Yeah, I’m sure.”
    “Good.”
     
    Eventually they are all going to have to learn. When Mom and Dad get there he can show them. Or... or if they don’t come within a week or so I may have to. Not that I’m an expert.
     
    “Turn here. We’ll see if there’s a building of some kind we can spread out in for the night.”
    “What if someone comes?” Bridget asked. “And we need gas.”
    “If someone comes we’ll take care of it, Bridge.” I told her. “If we find a farm somewhere there will probably be a car or truck or something with some gas in it.”
    “Yeah, genius, but how do we get it from their car to ours?”
    “I don’t know.