End of the Line (Book 2): Stuck in the Middle Read Online Free PDF

lesson to Simon.
                  “He’s asleep in the storage room. I locked the door. Left a note he should knock when he gets up. I’ll bring food for him later.”
                  “He seems okay?” she asked.
                  “Yeah, I think so. It looks he’s been on his own for a while. He’s already better than this morning. I bet a good night sleep somewhere secure will help. Maybe we can find out what happened to him.”
                  “He don’t wanna talk, it ain’t a problem. Long as he don’t go nuts.”
                  “I don’t think so. He seems eager to help.”
                  Jim finished his sorting and sat at the table. He had his big pile of maps that he kept in an accordion folder. I looked over his shoulder and saw he was looking at the map of Harbor Island, an island on the sound made up of farms, rich tourist spots, and fisherman. I thought it was fine for us but not for Jim who had to make sure it was perfect.
                  A few weeks ago while doing a search for Aisha and the people from the government camp, we raided the Montauk public library for books on farming and creating wind turbines as well as maps. It was going to be rough the next few years. At least there was an excessive amount of supplies because the population had dwindled to nothing from the flu. More than a year and a half later, I still can’t comprehend the massive amounts of death. Everyone I knew, my parents, my boyfriend, probably my sister, my friends, my classmates, were dead.
                  Tanya didn’t show it, but she was broken up about not locating Aisha before winter. I wondered if they went somewhere else on the island because there was no sign of them in Montauk.
                  “Jim, whatever you pick is fine with me.”
                  “I want your input. We should scout locations. We want to plant as soon as possible. Some vegetables like carrots can be planted as early as March. We also have to make sure the land is cleared. We should have scouted some locations today.”
                  “Harbor looks fine, Jim. We needed coats.”
                  “What if Harbor isn’t? We should check Shelter or Block too.”
                  Eric came into the salon. I guess to join us for dinner. Eric had been a doll when I first met him, outgoing, sweet and friendly, a nice match for Jim. Ever since his mother died, that personality had vanished and replaced by someone moody and quiet. I didn’t ask about their relationship but I think everyone knew it wouldn’t last.
                  I missed Maddie who wouldn’t have wanted Eric to be like this. I missed Mindy who I met at Costking and became my best friend. I missed Jake who shared my bed and Harlan who did too.
                  Eric slid next to Jim, who still looked over his maps.
    Jim was right, the window to check sites before winter was rapidly closing but I didn’t tell Tanya.
                  “Dena,” Mike yelled into the cabin. “Dinner, now.”
                  “Mike, don’t shout,” Hannah said. Mike turned around still holding the pan in his hand.
                  “She’s probably above deck,” I said wanting to keep the peace.
                  “It’s nearly pitch black.” He grabbed his radio. “Dena, get down here, now.”
                  She didn’t respond, but I didn’t worry. She would show up in about ten minutes, even though it only took a minute to come down. She wanted to be defiant to her father. I wasn’t her parent so I had no intention of telling Mike what to do, but at 16, she needed some autonomy. I would have given her the storage room, although now that was moot. It wasn’t right for a teenager to share a bed with two kids, especially Brie who occasionally