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and we keep proving ourselves.  I just hoped we could continue to do so.  But time would tell, and I was wishing I had a watch.
     
     
     

 
                                                                          CHAPTER 6
     
     
         I was getting tired of watching the mountains always to the right of us and never getting to be in them. If we didn't get there soon I'd be in full blown withdraw.  I needed the mountains like people needed air, food and water. I couldn't seem to take my eyes off of them.
          When we pulled into the old ghost town of Folsom we stopped in front of the Folsom Supply Co on main street among the weeds.  Our long line of outfits turned their engines off and just sat there, too tired to get out, listening to the clicking the motors made as they cooled off. 
          We had encountered cows and horses and walkers of every type, color and condition.  The roads had been almost impossible, with holes big enough to loose a truck in and chunks of asphalt broken on the shoulders.  The going was slow.  Trees down from storms, fires, traffic jams and damaged bridges hampered our progress no matter which way we went.  No one was in a good mood and everyone was hungry, dirty, out of sorts and plain pooped.  We were still a couple of days from our destination and nearly no one cared.
         Mandy came running up to Sarah and said, "Mama, come on.  Look what I found." Pulling her arm in the direction she wanted her to go.
         "At least she didn't say 'What's that?'." mumbled Randy.
         I smiled as I heard at least two others say, 'no shit.'  We followed Mandy because we didn't have anything else to do.  Dragging our feet  we turned at the corner of a building and saw a pool of water several feet deep, surrounded on all sides by a rock wall with a waterfall on the far end.
         "Shouldn't we have cleared the place before we started wandering around?"  asked Duke.
         "Damn,"  Mason said, "we can't let ourselves get this tired again, we're too careless.  You women stay here, come on guys lets clear the area, then we can grab some grub, clean up and go to bed."
         "I hear you,"  Flynn said, as they went to secure the small town.  It had about ten buildings, some of which had bars on the doors and windows.  Most of the others were run down almost to the ground.  We'd leave them alone, cause we were only staying the night and planned to hit the hay as soon as possible.  I left them too it as I admired the nice, big bathtub in front of me.  Mercy, who was holding Davy, grinned at me and I nodded at her.  She handed the baby to Lacy, then her, Melody, Sam and Sarah proceeded to take off their clothes.  I went back to Lacy's RV and found some soap, towels and shampoo and got back in time to see them romping in the pool.  Tossing the soap and shampoo at them I turned and watched for the guys to come back while looking for any signs of trouble.
         The town was smaller than I thought because it didn't take them long to return.  I directed the men to find their women some decent clothes or at the very least robes so they trudged back to their outfits to do just that.  Not a grumpy word between them. No one had the energy. They knew when their ladies were clean, they would begin fixing some grub so that was fine with them.  By the time the women were through bathing they headed to the RV's to fix supper.  The men took over in the pool while I moseyed over to Lacy's RV and took a shower.
         Not one person asked why I wasn't bathing in the pool. They knew the story of my jumping in a pool and while bathing an underwater walker grabbed me and pulled me under.  They don't fight well underwater so when I got loose of it and out of the pool, it started to follow.  I caved it's head in with a pipe wrench I found near the pools water intake valve.  I don't jump in pools