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himself.’
    They followed the grid roads west and south until sunset and all the while Anne was watching the people and the surroundings. An idea was forming in her mind but she had to find the perfect place or it would never work.



The Alphas
    New Beginning
     
    Post Apocalyptic Dystopian Romance
     
     
     
     
     
    By: A.J. Winter
     

 
     
    Before the first fighter jet had been armed, before negotiations failed, almost before the president had even uttered the words ‘world war three’, bomb shelters had been constructed in every major city across America. Everyone who lived in the rural municipalities, the in-between areas, the outskirts and the edges, had been invited to the safety, security, and comfort of these shelters to wait out the impending conflict. Not everyone believed war was an unavoidable reality, not everyone had been willing to leave their homes.
    War came. The world burned. The ones who didn’t believe turned out to be the lucky ones.

II.
     
    Damian and Roxanne lay side-by-side on a heavy quilt watching the stars come out. It had been nearly two weeks since they’d become lovers and with the exception of the nights that he’d stood watch they’d been passionate every night.
    At the last house they’d scavenged he’d caught her celebrating over the discovery of a small cardboard box. He’d given her a puzzled look which she had returned with a slow smile.
    “Are you okay taking care of yourself for a week?”
    The confusion on his face made her laugh and she showed him the tampon box. When he blushed she laughed even harder.
    But the truth was he didn’t mind this time. This woman who had become his partner, both in leadership and in his bed, was a wonder and they didn’t have enough quiet moments to ponder the mysteries of each other. He took her hand and smiled.

III.
     
    Ryan stretched his back and shuffled his legs. He hated second watch. He had no problem staying up late every night for first watch and he didn’t mind rising early to prepare breakfast, even if the cooks ate last, but waking up in the middle of the night, halfway through a good night’s sleep, was the worst by far. He just respected Sean too much to leave the other man the worst shift all the time and no one trusted Matt to stay awake. There were a few others, like that Evan fellow who had shot the deer earlier, who had volunteered but they always got the easy watch because they weren’t used to long nights alone and how to stay awake for them. Ten years as a security officer left Ryan very qualified for this job. The rifle was new but he’d fired one before. He’d kept the side arm that had come with his job and that was the gun he was more likely to need at night when he couldn’t see more than ten feet anyways.
    Morning brought with it the same routine of breakfast and tear down. They now had enough tents for the group and everyone who was old enough and wasn’t actively guarding had to pull a wagon loaded with supplies and trade goods.
    Breakfast this morning was coffee and tea, and the last of the eggs they had scavenged from the last house, scrambled together with some meat and onion. It could be worse, he hated porridge, and with two dozen adults in the group their coffee supply usually only lasted a day. He sat on one of the overturned wagons next to Sean and dug in.
    “Quiet night?” Sean said.
    “Quiet enough. I could hear something moving but I couldn’t tell what it was.”
    “You know it won’t be long until the coyotes get brave enough to come check us out, sooner rather than later now that we’re on the back roads.”
    “Tell it to the boss man,” Ryan said, draining his mug. It was rough but coffee was still coffee and he didn’t know when he’d get another cup, he wasn’t going to waste a drop.
    “Boss man?” Matt crouched down in front of them, sneering. “The man’s a fool. And a bully. There’s no army anymore, his rank means nothing.”
    “Shut up Matt. We’re not