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Authors: C. A. Henry
Tags: Science-Fiction, Literature & Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Contemporary Fiction, Dystopian
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it’s hard. I feel like I’ve known you all my life. I’ll back off. If I forget, just sic Blitz on me, okay? He cupped her cheek with his hand. “I’d really, really hate to scare you off,” he whispered.
***
Erin turned on her computer later that evening, and did some serious shopping. She ordered twenty sleeping bags and twenty cots, from five different websites. No use setting off any alarms anywhere, she decided. I guess I did learn a few things from editing Uncle Ernie’s books. Spread it around, and don’t draw attention to purchases that label you as a prepper.
She found a few websites where she could shop for all sorts of homesteading and off-the-grid supplies and tools, and ordered a few items that she thought might be useful, if for some reason the solar panels on the roof stopped working, then decided it wouldn’t hurt to have more buckets of wheat and other staples. Another grinder would be good, too, and several more buckets of coffee beans. I need my coffee, and if others decide to join me here, as it looks like they will, we will need a lot! There’s still room in the cavern for more freeze dried foods, too. I might as well spend Uncle Ernie’s money before it becomes worthless. Express shipping is probably worth the extra cost, too, under the current circumstances.
Grabbing a sandwich and a bottle of Mike’s Hard Lemonade, she padded into the living room and sat cross-legged on the sofa.
“Let’s see if there is anything on TV, shall we, Blitz?” The dog cocked his head to one side, then plopped down on the rug.
Flipping through the channels, Erin stopped suddenly on a news program. “Early this morning, Kandahar time, two as yet unidentified pilots flew over a neighborhood in Kandahar City, firing rockets into several buildings. It is believed that this was in retaliation for the attacks yesterday on Kandahar Airport, Bagram Airbase, and Camps Leatherneck and Bastion.
“The neighborhood was rumored to be a Taliban stronghold; however, many of those killed or injured were elderly people, women, and children.”
The two pilots, both Americans, are in custody and will be transported to the US. Charges are expected to be filed tomorrow. This is Bill Simpson, from Kandahar.”
***
Two days later, with Lydia’s shop closed for the day, she and Erin met in town and decided to drive over to Krebs and have lunch at one of the famous restaurants there. Erin ordered lasagna and Lydia had a small steak.
“What do you think about the situation in Afghanistan?” Erin asked.
“It’s a terrible thing. I guess our guys just got fed up. I heard that both of those pilots lost friends in the terrorist attacks, and the government didn’t seem to be doing much about it. I guess they just had all they could stand, but they should have waited and not taken it into their own hands. What they did makes them terrorists, too, really.”
I know a guy who just got back from Bagram a couple of weeks ago. He said that they have a lot of fast food places on the base, ones like you would see driving through any American city, and they hire Afghan civilians to work there. They have Afghan military personnel there, too. He said he never trusted any of them.”
Erin took a sip of her water, and frowned. “This is getting ugly in a hurry. I’m praying that it blows over, but I don’t think it will. There was a lot of speculation on the Internet this morning about what might happen next, and videos of several mullahs in Muslim countries, ranting against NATO forces being in Afghanistan. There were even a couple of video clips about imams here in the US who were preaching about the start of a new jihad. They were encouraging violence, especially against Americans. People are angry all over the Muslim world.”
Chapter 10
Last Week of May
After Erin dropped Lydia off at her little house on the south side of Kanichi Springs, she stopped at the drugstore in town to pick up a refill of her thyroid
***
Erin turned on her computer later that evening, and did some serious shopping. She ordered twenty sleeping bags and twenty cots, from five different websites. No use setting off any alarms anywhere, she decided. I guess I did learn a few things from editing Uncle Ernie’s books. Spread it around, and don’t draw attention to purchases that label you as a prepper.
She found a few websites where she could shop for all sorts of homesteading and off-the-grid supplies and tools, and ordered a few items that she thought might be useful, if for some reason the solar panels on the roof stopped working, then decided it wouldn’t hurt to have more buckets of wheat and other staples. Another grinder would be good, too, and several more buckets of coffee beans. I need my coffee, and if others decide to join me here, as it looks like they will, we will need a lot! There’s still room in the cavern for more freeze dried foods, too. I might as well spend Uncle Ernie’s money before it becomes worthless. Express shipping is probably worth the extra cost, too, under the current circumstances.
Grabbing a sandwich and a bottle of Mike’s Hard Lemonade, she padded into the living room and sat cross-legged on the sofa.
“Let’s see if there is anything on TV, shall we, Blitz?” The dog cocked his head to one side, then plopped down on the rug.
Flipping through the channels, Erin stopped suddenly on a news program. “Early this morning, Kandahar time, two as yet unidentified pilots flew over a neighborhood in Kandahar City, firing rockets into several buildings. It is believed that this was in retaliation for the attacks yesterday on Kandahar Airport, Bagram Airbase, and Camps Leatherneck and Bastion.
“The neighborhood was rumored to be a Taliban stronghold; however, many of those killed or injured were elderly people, women, and children.”
The two pilots, both Americans, are in custody and will be transported to the US. Charges are expected to be filed tomorrow. This is Bill Simpson, from Kandahar.”
***
Two days later, with Lydia’s shop closed for the day, she and Erin met in town and decided to drive over to Krebs and have lunch at one of the famous restaurants there. Erin ordered lasagna and Lydia had a small steak.
“What do you think about the situation in Afghanistan?” Erin asked.
“It’s a terrible thing. I guess our guys just got fed up. I heard that both of those pilots lost friends in the terrorist attacks, and the government didn’t seem to be doing much about it. I guess they just had all they could stand, but they should have waited and not taken it into their own hands. What they did makes them terrorists, too, really.”
I know a guy who just got back from Bagram a couple of weeks ago. He said that they have a lot of fast food places on the base, ones like you would see driving through any American city, and they hire Afghan civilians to work there. They have Afghan military personnel there, too. He said he never trusted any of them.”
Erin took a sip of her water, and frowned. “This is getting ugly in a hurry. I’m praying that it blows over, but I don’t think it will. There was a lot of speculation on the Internet this morning about what might happen next, and videos of several mullahs in Muslim countries, ranting against NATO forces being in Afghanistan. There were even a couple of video clips about imams here in the US who were preaching about the start of a new jihad. They were encouraging violence, especially against Americans. People are angry all over the Muslim world.”
Chapter 10
Last Week of May
After Erin dropped Lydia off at her little house on the south side of Kanichi Springs, she stopped at the drugstore in town to pick up a refill of her thyroid
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