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they were for a handgun, and Liam
did have a handgun when he first got to town. One box read 308 win. The other read .45 .
She figured the longer of the two must have been for the rifle.
          She started to
turn and head out of the room when a photo on the mirror caught her eye. Sarah pulled it off the mirror. It showed a young Liam standing with a woman and a
young boy. The face of the woman looked familiar. Sarah wondered if she still lived
around town. She put the photo back and went out and put the ammo into her bag.
          Sarah wasn't ready
to try and load the rifle. She hoped that Liam had the manual for it somewhere
but really didn't think he did. She didn't really know what else to do; she didn't
want to go back outside. It was cold, and she felt much safer inside. She could
look through more of Liam's things, but that felt weird, and she figured she
could do that later. The house was cold, so Sarah made up her mind to make a
small fire.
          She set about
making the fire, hoping not to make tons of smoke. She used a bit of newspaper
she found sitting by Liam's chair and one of the logs she brought in last
night.   Before she started it, she did
her best to create a rig to place a pan on. The fire burned
rather large at first, and she hoped it would die down quickly— s he didn't
want the smoke to be seen or smelled by any bandits. This feels nice , she thought as she sat in
front of it. It had been a while since she had felt a fire .
          She got a heavy
cast iron pan from the kitchen and set it carefully on the rig she had made to
hold it. She put the baked beans she had found the night
before into the pan and let them warm over the fire.
          "Oh, God,
this tast es good, " she said aloud as she took a bite.
          Sarah got up and
rummaged through her backpack. She found the three paperback books she
had stashed .
          " The Arch Angels , Burning Blood , and The Dancer ,"
Sarah read aloud. "Which one should we read, Tux?" She dropped The Dancer and Burning Blood and returned to the fireplace with The Arch Angels . Tux sat down next to
her. She spent the rest of the evening reading by the fire.
     
          Sarah woke up
early in the afternoon. She had had another terrible night’s sleep, haunted by
bad dreams of friends and loved ones being ripped apart by zombies and Liam's
death replaying over and over.   Sarah sat there,
zoned out while eating her crackers, when she heard the front doorknob rattle. Sarah stopped
mid-bite and turned slowly toward the door. She watched as the knob rattled
again. Sarah got up slowly and move toward the rifle she had left
by the couch. Sarah listened as the person went to the window closest to
the door. The storm shutters giggled as
they tried to open them. Sarah let out a small sigh of relief as the nails
held. They moved on to the
next one. Sarah didn't want to just hide in here till the y break in.
          Sarah moved as
quietly as she could toward the front door. She knew they had to be making
their way toward Liam's bedroom window. She had a few seconds to open the door,
go right, and turn around the corner. Sarah wasn't ready to point a
gun at anyone, but if she didn't, she could be killed. She kind of hoped it
would just scare them and they would run off. She prayed it wasn't the men
from the boats.
          She clicked the
lock, swung the door open, and ran out. As she rounded the corner, she saw a
man standing by the house who looked to be in his mid-to-late thirties. He had
short, messy black hair and a face full of stubble. He stood frozen in place,
eyes fixated on the rifle Sarah had aimed at him.
          "What do you
want? Get out of here!" she shouted.
          The man said
nothing; he just stared at her, his face filled with fear.
          "I mean it.
If you don't get out of here, I will shoot you dead," she shouted, hoping
he wouldn't call her bluff. Just then, the sound of two kids screaming