-1Living in downtown Phoenix, is a savior as far travel time I think to myself. Only a 20 minute drive how much trouble can there be on the drive home? I don't think many people are thinking this thru good for me bad for them. Later all these freeways are going to be a death trap. I just hope everything lasts long enough for me to get home load up and get where I want to go. The lake.
I pull off the 202 at 24th street. This is where you need to stay alert I think. 2 minutes from home and so many homeless people and illegal's running around, you need to keep your distance. I pull up to the house and look around before getting out , nothing happening and nobody walking around. I grab my workout bag from out of the car and run in the house. Once inside I turn on the TV to Fox News hoping to get some info. I glance at the clock. 10:17.
"okay , let's think this one out, We don't have a go bag and the gun safe is locked on one side and you don't have the key."
I grab the .22 from the night stand one clip 10 shots. Under the bed is the M1 and the 7.62. I put the big guns by the door, and go to the laundry room. I find my holster.
" Man this is the cheesiest thing!" It's one of those holsters that looks like it came from the movie "Wyatt Earp"
I strap it on and tie the bottom of the holster to my leg, and put the .22 in it. Then I look for the ammo tins. It's been about 5 years since I last went target shooting. I pull the 357 revolver out of the open side of the safe, and get the extra clip for the .22 I find the 2 ammo tins and the case with the 7.62 rounds.
"breaking new from Los Angeles and Here in New York. Mass riots are breaking out in several cities across the US and Canada and parts of Mexico…."
Blah blah blah I think to myself.
In the Kitchen I look around and take stock of the can food situation. Not much but better take the can corn and mash potatoes and any meat in the freezer.
Looking down I realize I'm in my work clothes. "Man, I don't have time for this crap!"
BAM! Goes the front door.
I just stand there pants around my ankles with one shoe off.
BAM! Goes the door again. Ah hell. I didn't lock the security door. I go to the bedroom window and look out front. There's just someone standing there weaving back and forth. I see his fist come up again and BAM it hits the door.
Well this is it. What do I do? Take a huge ass kitchen knife and ram it though an eye? Or go for out with the gun and put one between the eyes. Shit the gun in in the living room, locate next to my dress pants. I dash to the living room grab the gun run to the door, and take a deep breath.
What if there's more in the neighborhood? I'm going to have to leave fast, and somehow being on the run in silk top and my panties doesn't sound very appealing.
Back to the bedroom, I throw on the first shirt and pair of jeans I can find, lace up my sneakers and BAM!
Fumble with the holster and go back to the door.
I grab the workout bag throw the big guns the ammo and the grab the .357 load it with the 38 special bullets grab the corn & the mash potatoes , contacts! Crap, crap crap. Ok go grab that and just hit the door running with you keys.
I throw open the door gun drawn , ready to shoot, "bet you weren't counting on this motherfucker!"
"hey Jane I tried to call you but your voicemail is full"
"Francisco?" the local that we hire from time to time to clean up our yard full blooded Indian and usually with a beer in his hand.
"what's with the gun ? I was just coming by to see if I could do any yard work for ya? My old lady man she got bit by her brother last night and we need to go to the tribal clinic…." Blah blah blah.
" hey Francisco I really don't have time for this I need to take off, before things get weird and you should stay aware from your old lady unless you want to die."
" Yeah I know she's going to be the death of me I think she's trying to kill me"
"You have no idea man, She's going try to attack you shortly don't let her bit you ok? "
"she did like an hour ago, so I just locked her in the house and told her if she calms down I'll get her to the clinic"
"she bit ya?" shit I hadn't even noticed the bandage on his arm! What if he turns right now?
"Francisco, back away from the door and don't come near me!"
"what?"
"just stay away man I don't want to shoot you!" I wave the little .22 at him. Trying to be tough.
" Hey I'm not going to hut you Jane"
"I don't care you'll try to so just stay away from me, go over by the tree"
Francisco goes over to the tree , but I can see he doesn't understand.
" Dude this is going to sound crazy so just listen " as I walk to my car. " the dead are coming back to life and your old lady infected you because she got infected"
He's just looking at the ground now, I think I hurt his feelings.
" you need to kill her and yourself so you don't infect others, got it? I can't do it " As I'm saying this I'm putting the bag in the car. I hear the sound of footsteps on the gravel , I turn around to see Francisco charging me mouth open and like 5 feet away. I shoot from the hip with the .22 and hit him in the gut. It doesn't even slow him down! damn! I raise the gun slightly higher as things go slow motion, Pop. Francisco's eye explodes as he drops at my feet.
"Sorry man."
I get in the car and start it up. I need going to hit a couple of gun stores on my way out of town.
