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each with a couple of rifles and shotguns ready. I didn’t have the kind of back-glass that slid open in the truck, so the walkie-talkies were a great idea.
     
    I took a heavy duty flashlight and handed it to Katherine.
     
    “Take this, roll down your window and shine it on the road for me. I don’t want to turn on the truck lights yet.”
     
    She did and it gave me enough light that I could slowly move around the parked cars and downed trees to get to the end of the street we were on.
     
    I had always loved living at the end of the dead end street. Now dead end had a whole new meaning.
     
    At this point, I just wanted to get away from the approaching hoard. As we made it to the main road, we couldn’t see anything. It was amazing just how dark things were when there was no city lighting.
     
    But we could see the glow of houses on fire to the north, where the hoard of looters had already been. I never understood why people who looted also felt that burning places down was a good idea.
     
    I flashed back to Ferguson when the riots had taken down several businesses in that area. It was only a few miles up the road from where we lived and we had a heightened sense of awareness that soon wore off after things calmed down.
     
    Kat and I would discuss things and she worried that it would bleed into our neighborhood. We never had any issues, but I knew she had valid concerns.
     
    We were learning just how quickly things could spiral out of control, and that was when law enforcement was actually trying to keep things under control.
     
    I turned to go south without incident as I looked in my rear view mirror. Most likely, I was saying goodbye forever to my street and my home. I began to feel tears welling up in my eyes as I choked back the feelings of being overwhelmed.
     
    I couldn’t dwell on that now, I had to focus. But I knew I probably would never see our home again.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 9 - Katherine
     
    There was an eerie silence between us as we moved slowly through the darkened roads of the city.
     
    We all knew the route almost by memory now so it was just a matter of finding the streets to turn on.
     
    When we were on the 4 lane roads, there were no trees shading the moonlight and it allowed us to slowly move between cars without having to use our lights or have me hold the flashlight for Tony to see.
     
    “You doin’ okay over there?” I asked Tony. He had not spoken a word since we had left.
     
    I knew he was concentrating and trying to pay attention to everything.
     
    He inhaled deeply.
     
    “Yeah. I’ll be fine. I just want to get us far enough away that I feel we can take a breath.”
     
    I totally understood where he was coming from. We weren’t going to feel truly safe until we were outside the major part of the city.
     
    We made it almost ten miles before we came upon a blocked road. What made me raise an eyebrow was how it was blocked. Almost as if it was deliberate.
     
    The cars weren’t just stopped on the road. It was almost as if they were placed there, forcing someone to turn around.
     
    “I don’t feel good about this.” I said, hoping Tony would understand what I meant.
     
    “Don’t worry babe. Remember we planned for this. We’ll just backtrack and go around.” Tony said, trying to reassure my paranoid brain that I wasn’t seeing what I thought I was seeing.
     
    We both had been riding with our windows down despite how cold it was. It made it easier to hear things as well as made it better should we need to shoot at something. We didn’t want to have to think about rolling the window down in a gunfight.
     
    Tony grabbed the walkie-talkie and pushed the button to talk.
     
    “Stay low. Not seeing people but feeling something is off.” He said, then put