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Authors: Jerry D. Young
Tags: Science-Fiction, Literature & Fiction, Action & Adventure, Science Fiction & Fantasy, post apocalyptic
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now on with a football game on screen. Ana-Bella and the other ladies found seats when the last tasks were done in the kitchen and they joined the guys in the living room.
Bandy was amused at the ferocity of the antics of the group during the hotly contested game. He watched sports, but wasn’t really what one would call a big sports fan. But both the Longhammer and Shepard families were die hard sports fans, especially of football, and each one seemed to have a different favorite team that they rooted for quite vocally.
Bandy excused himself shortly after the light supper and went up to his room early to work on the plan, while the others stayed up and visited until late. The Longhammer’s had all brought overnight bags and stayed the night, as they often did alternately on various holidays.
But all were up on Friday morning, getting ready for the big shopping day for some, with Bandy to go with Angus for the morning to look over his properties, as they’d arranged to do the night before.
Apparently another tradition the two families had was the guys fixed the breakfast while the ladies got things ready for the shopping run into the city.
Not used to so much activity, Bandy was a bit relieved when he and Angus left, just shortly before the rest headed out. They were in Bandy’s truck, and other than Angus giving Bandy directions to the Longhammer Ranch, the discussion centered on the truck.
Bandy was proud of the vehicle and answered all of Angus’ questions about the whats and whys Bandy had done with it. “You are really into this survival stuff, aren’t you?” Angus asked as they drove up the long drive to the Longhammer Ranch main house.
Much like the Shepard place, the Longhammer Ranch, though much smaller, was a beautiful sight to behold in the crisp, cool air of the morning after Thanksgiving.
And like Bob was with his, Angus was proud of his place and eagerly showed Bandy around. He was as curious as he could be as Bandy took extensive notes during the tour. But he held his tongue. He’d agreed to wait for Bandy’s full report and plan presentation the next evening at the Shepard’s.
Bandy saw Angus suddenly stiffen as they walked back around to the front of the house. There was a pickup truck pulling up the long drive. It was raucous loud, the exhaust barely muffled, with loud music coming from speakers through the open windows of the cab of the truck.
“That’s Colin’s truck,” Angus muttered quietly when the truck slid to a stop on the concrete pad between the garage proper and the gravel driveway. “And Colin,” he added when a man climbed out of the highly lifted truck.
Colin jumped down from the large side step of the truck, hitched up his camo pants, and turned to face Angus and Bandy.
Bandy felt the hair on the back of his neck lift as soon as Colin turned and their eyes met. There was instant animosity that Bandy tried to control on his part.
Colin didn’t even try. “Who is this, Longhammer? What is he doing here? I want him off the property. Right now. We have some things to discuss.”
Colin cut his eyes to Angus, but they went right back to Bandy. Bandy held his gaze steady, but even, making sure to keep Colin’s right hand, down by the holstered gun on his right hip, in his peripheral vision.
Bandy knew just how fast he could get to his own gun, in an inside the waistband holster in the small of his back. It would be close. Very close. If Colin made the move. Bandy was ready to end it all right here, right now. Colin was a rabid animal, and he needed to be put down.
But Colin blinked. And that was enough. His gaze shifted back to Angus, but before he could speak, Bandy said, “I’ll be on my way. I know you need to meet your family in a few minutes.”
Bandy stressed that just slightly. Both to give Angus an excuse to leave quickly, and as a not quite stated warning to Colin that Angus better
Bandy was amused at the ferocity of the antics of the group during the hotly contested game. He watched sports, but wasn’t really what one would call a big sports fan. But both the Longhammer and Shepard families were die hard sports fans, especially of football, and each one seemed to have a different favorite team that they rooted for quite vocally.
Bandy excused himself shortly after the light supper and went up to his room early to work on the plan, while the others stayed up and visited until late. The Longhammer’s had all brought overnight bags and stayed the night, as they often did alternately on various holidays.
But all were up on Friday morning, getting ready for the big shopping day for some, with Bandy to go with Angus for the morning to look over his properties, as they’d arranged to do the night before.
Apparently another tradition the two families had was the guys fixed the breakfast while the ladies got things ready for the shopping run into the city.
Not used to so much activity, Bandy was a bit relieved when he and Angus left, just shortly before the rest headed out. They were in Bandy’s truck, and other than Angus giving Bandy directions to the Longhammer Ranch, the discussion centered on the truck.
Bandy was proud of the vehicle and answered all of Angus’ questions about the whats and whys Bandy had done with it. “You are really into this survival stuff, aren’t you?” Angus asked as they drove up the long drive to the Longhammer Ranch main house.
Much like the Shepard place, the Longhammer Ranch, though much smaller, was a beautiful sight to behold in the crisp, cool air of the morning after Thanksgiving.
And like Bob was with his, Angus was proud of his place and eagerly showed Bandy around. He was as curious as he could be as Bandy took extensive notes during the tour. But he held his tongue. He’d agreed to wait for Bandy’s full report and plan presentation the next evening at the Shepard’s.
Bandy saw Angus suddenly stiffen as they walked back around to the front of the house. There was a pickup truck pulling up the long drive. It was raucous loud, the exhaust barely muffled, with loud music coming from speakers through the open windows of the cab of the truck.
“That’s Colin’s truck,” Angus muttered quietly when the truck slid to a stop on the concrete pad between the garage proper and the gravel driveway. “And Colin,” he added when a man climbed out of the highly lifted truck.
Colin jumped down from the large side step of the truck, hitched up his camo pants, and turned to face Angus and Bandy.
Bandy felt the hair on the back of his neck lift as soon as Colin turned and their eyes met. There was instant animosity that Bandy tried to control on his part.
Colin didn’t even try. “Who is this, Longhammer? What is he doing here? I want him off the property. Right now. We have some things to discuss.”
Colin cut his eyes to Angus, but they went right back to Bandy. Bandy held his gaze steady, but even, making sure to keep Colin’s right hand, down by the holstered gun on his right hip, in his peripheral vision.
Bandy knew just how fast he could get to his own gun, in an inside the waistband holster in the small of his back. It would be close. Very close. If Colin made the move. Bandy was ready to end it all right here, right now. Colin was a rabid animal, and he needed to be put down.
But Colin blinked. And that was enough. His gaze shifted back to Angus, but before he could speak, Bandy said, “I’ll be on my way. I know you need to meet your family in a few minutes.”
Bandy stressed that just slightly. Both to give Angus an excuse to leave quickly, and as a not quite stated warning to Colin that Angus better
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