for the semi. He gave the driver a ‘come with me’ sign and pedaled toward the slit trench now in use. Ranger saw them coming and met them there. Brody and Ranger suited up as the driver opened up the trailer.
After the bodies were laid out in the bottom of the trench, Brody rode back to check on Julie Anne, and got a shovel from the garage before he went back to the trench. Ranger was waiting. “Where’s my shovel?” he asked.
“Well, since this was my idea, I figured I’d do most of the shoveling, and let you do most of the digging.” Brody saw Ranger start to protest. “Don’t worry. There is going to be plenty of shovel work to go around, after we run out of diesel.”
“Okay… I guess,” Ranger said, rather reluctantly. He headed back to the trench he was working on.
It was hard, grueling labor in the heat, shoveling the dirt back into the trench. And it was worse when he had to put his PPE back on to continue. Some of the bodies had been well into decomposition when found, and now, as they began to thaw in the heat, since it was taking so long to cover them, the smell was terrible.
But with the respirator in place, and acting quickly to get at least an inch or so of dirt over the bodies, Brody was able to take off the respirator again, and shove the coveralls down to his waist, tying the arms. to keep them from falling down to his boots.
He had to take a break or pass out himself, so he got on the bicycle and went to check on Julie Anne. She was still asleep. Brody got a bottle of water out of the garage and downed it. He took another down to Julie Anne’s car and put it where she would find it if she woke up before he returned.
Brody watched her sleep for a few minutes, as he rested, and then forced himself to go back to work. It was noon the next time he checked on Julie Anne. Ranger rode up on his bicycle and asked, “How’s she doing?”
“Okay, I think. She fainted and then fell asleep. I’m beginning to get…” Brody’s words faded when Julie Anne groaned and sat up, her face bathed in sweat.
“I’m sorry,” she mumbled. Seeing the water she reached for the bottle eagerly and drank half of it in a very unladylike manner.
“Oh, that is so good!” she said, between sips now. “How long have I been out?”
“It’s a little after noon, now,” Brody replied.
“Oh, my Lord! I should have been at the office hours ago!” She scrambled out of the back of the car.
“Wait a minute,” Brody said, laying a hand on her arm as she swayed slightly. “You’re going to eat something first, and drink some more water.”
“I can’t. I need…”
“You need to stay hydrated and nourished,” Brody insisted. “Come on. You can eat lunch with us.”
Brody didn’t exactly drag Julie Anne with him, but she would have had to struggle to break his firm grip.
“But this is your food and water!” she protested when Ranger tossed her one of the MRE’s.
“We’re in this together, now,” Brody said.
It seemed to satisfy her, for Julie Anne quit protesting and let Ranger and Brody help her get the meal pack open and the entrée in the included heater. She finished the first bottle of water, and after only a moment’s hesitation reached for another in the half empty case. There were two cases under it.
“It is so hot,” she said a few minutes later. “I really don’t want any more of this.”
Brody decided he’d pushed all he could. “Okay. At least you ate some-thing. And don’t worry about it going to waste,” he said with a grin. “Ranger and I will finish it up.”
Julie Anne managed a small smile. “That’s good. Waste not, want not. Right?”
“Exactly,” Brody said. He reached into the case of water and handed Julie Anne two more bottles. “Take these with you in case you can’t find anywhere you’re going.”
“But…”
“Take it,” Ranger said. “Brody and I can fend for ourselves pretty good.”
“Well, then, thank you both. I do have to get