The McClane Apocalypse Book 4 Read Online Free PDF

she’d gone with her
brother and mother with a small group of their family friends to
Aspen to ski. Their father was detained in
D.C. for a special vote that he needed to be present for . She’d hated the snow then, too. Also, she’d fallen
and broken her wrist on the first hill. Yeah, snow sucks. Talia’s
from New Orleans, though, so she’s not at all used to it. Gavin’s a
former South Carolina native, so he basically feels the same as Paige about the cold, miserable Tennessee
weather.
    “Yes, and I’m froze ,” he
complains and stomps a few times to clear the
snow from his boots and clothing.
    “Find anything?” Talia asks as he sets his
sack on the counter.
    “Sure did,” he declares with a big smile.
“Went a little farther than me and Paige did yesterday and hit six
homes in the next neighborhood over.”
    “Gavin, that’s kind of far,” Paige points out. “You shouldn’t be going that far without
one of us.”
    “Yeah, Gav. We’ve only got a few rounds of
ammo left. That’s dangerous,” Talia also gangs up on
him.
    He just smiles again and tosses his knitted
hat onto the counter, followed by his holey gloves. His sandy
blonde hair is damp from the snow where it hangs below the line of
his hat. Talia needs to cut it for him again. It’s getting too
long.
    “Relax, girls,” he chastises. “It’s all good.
I got a box of macaroni and cheese.”
    “Oooh,” Paige says with awe. They haven’t had
anything like that for months. Mostly it ends up being wild meat
and edible picked greens.
    “Yeah, there’s more,” he adds with genuine
enthusiasm.
    He starts removing the items from his bag and
stacks them on the counter. There is a bar of soap, a
tapered candle, two lighters, a stuffed doll for Maddie, a can of
creamed corn, a half full bottle of shampoo, three pairs of socks,
a small bag of oatmeal, a new pair of used gloves for Maddie and
two cans of salmon.
    “Wow, Gavin, this is a lot,” Paige
exclaims.
    “Told ya’ it was worth it,” he
says.
    They’d argued earlier
today when he said he was going on a run by himself. He says it’s
because he can move faster without her or Talia with him, but Paige
knows it’s really only because he wants them
to be safe.
    Paige smiles at him and then the three of them
embrace in a warm hug. They’ll make it another week with this much
food, along with the wild game they catch. They’ve become quite
talented with setting snares and hunting with the bow and arrow
that Gavin uses.
    “You did good, Gav,” Talia praises. “Now let’s
eat!”
    They all agree and take a seat at the
luxurious table with the pricey table settings. The floral pattern
on the dinnerware reminds Paige of her mother’s dishes. She chokes
down her tuna and squirrel meat and tries not to think of her
mother. She knows that her mom is dead. During their last, sketchy
conversation, her brother had broken the news of it to
her.
    Now she travels with this ragtag group of
survivors and just focuses on staying alive another day. They’d met at a FEMA disaster center that wasn’t much more than a couple hundred tents, cots
and draped off areas in the former Atlanta Braves stadium. It was
there that she and Talia had become fast friends. They had made friends with another woman named Jenny,
but she’d passed away from a bad strain of flu
and left them with baby Maddie. The FEMA workers had wanted to take
Maddie from them and send her to another camp for orphans, but
Talia had jumped in and claimed her as her own. The fact that they
are both light-skinned African American had helped. The fact that
the FEMA workers hadn’t wanted to pry a crying baby from its
supposed mother had also helped. The fact that Gavin, a complete
stranger to them at the time, had come over and claimed to be the
father had sealed the deal. And they’ve been a band of misfit
survivors ever since.
    When they are finished ,
they do the best they can with cleaning the dishes and utensils,
using as little