Chapter 3 Chapter 3

As Mat led the way through the city trying to reach the back-road that led towards Cottonwood, Arizona where he was to meet up with Levioth. He didn't say much to Josh as they made their way through the city. Finally they entered the lonely state highway and Mat relaxed slightly. He looked over to Josh and smiled, "Want to listen to some music?" He asked reaching for the CD player.

"Sure, but does it have to be country?" Josh said in a tired pleading sort of tone.

"Everyone's a critic." Mat said sighing but smiling still, "Okay what did you have in mind?"

"Well, I did bring some of my rock." Josh said jumping into the back and digging through his bag for his CD's

"You know what…I should have sent you with Levioth. He might have enjoyed your tastes." Mat said smiling. Josh's head popped out from behind the seat.

"So is that a no?"

"Naa, bring on the Headache!"

"You're the best Mat." Josh said jumping back into the passenger seat buckling his seat belt and then sliding the disk into the player. The Bass began thumping almost instantly as Josh nodded to the beat. After a few songs mat found himself singing along with the music, well trying to sing along but not knowing the words made it difficult. Josh howled several times mocking Mat, at which point they would both share in a laugh. It was just after another laugh session that Mat heard Axel's voice on come over his CB.

"Stealth fox to Night Wolf. Do you copy Night Wolf?" Mat reached for his microphone and clicked it on.

"Roger that Stealth Fox. What's up?"

"When are we stopping for gas? Over."

"I wasn't planning on it for a while. Why? Over"

"Uhm, well you see, I wasn't planning on using this yet so I didn't have any gas put in it. Over…" Mat wanted to reach through the Mic and slap Axel but took a deep breath and then responded.

"Right, I'll stop at the next one then. Over"

"Thanks Wolf. Over"

"No problem, out" Mat hung the receiver up and sighed forcibly.

"For a tech genius he doesn't exactly plan well does he?" Josh said smiling.

"No, I guess not. But what can we do right? Oh well we will just need to make the most out of it. Lets see, I'll run in and turn the pumps on and grab some snacks. Why don't you go ahead and put as much gas in here as you can."

"Alright." Josh pulled out his pistol and pulled the upper reciever back making sure it was ready to go and then clicked the safety on and sat ready to jump out once they stopped.

"Uhm, Josh? Try to not fire that too close to the pump while your pumping. I'd like to not be blown to pieces."

"Oh yeah, alright." Josh said blushing slightly as he holstered the pistol. Mat saw a gas station coming up on his left and quickly swerved into it pulling up to one of the pumps as Axel pulled in behind him. Mat jumped out and looked back towards Axel's van where Axel was walking towards him and Darrell was jumping out making his way to the pump.

"Supplies?" Axel asked as he approached Mat.

"You read my mind." Mat said. Axel withdrew his 9 mm pistol and flipped it to armed.

"Ready when you are." Axel replied. Mat slid his rifle into position and headed for the building. He forced the front door open and slid inside with Axel on his six. He did a quick scan of the area but didn't see or hear anything so he slowly made his way behind the counter. The door was open and nobody was inside so he stepped in and flipped the tanks on. He then looked at Axel and pointed at one of the baskets and then waved at the non-perishables. Axel nodded and picked up a basket as Mat led the way down the Isle's weapon at the ready. Five extremely long minutes later they were hauling four baskets out of the shop and dropping them in the two vehicles. As Mat slid the Tech mobile's door shut he heard somebody yelling and turned dropping to one knee raising his rifle at the figure running towards him.

"HALT!" Mat yelled at the person. They kept running towards him shouting and he fired a single round just above the person's head as a warning shot. "HALT I SAID!" The person ducked and covered their head shaking. Mat lowered his weapon and shouted to everyone who was now looking confused at the gunshot and moving to get out of the vehicles. "WE GOT A LIVE ONE!" He made his way towards the person keeping his weapon trained on them. It was a young man. Not much older than Mat himself. He approached the person keeping them at a safe distance and then spoke clearly to the person still crouched and shivering. "On the ground! Lay flat on the ground!" The person complied but began speaking again with fear etched in every word.

"Please, Please help me." The person begged. Mat planted a knee between their shoulder blades and gave them a quick pat down as Axel showed up covering him with his Pistol trained on the person. Mat finally decided they weren't a threat and stood up lifting them as well and spun them around to face him. The mans front was covered in blood along with his hands.

"What happened? Are you hurt?" Mat asked afraid of the answer.

"Am I hurt? You think I got all this blood on me in some sort of sick lap dance! Some ass hole bit me! Please, can you just get me to a hospital?" The man asked. Mat was already backing away though.

"You were bit?"

"Yes! They took a good piece out of my arm too!" Mat glanced at his arm and sure enough a piece of the shirt was ripped with some cloth under it wrapped over the wound. He sighed softly and then without warning raised his rifle and shot the man in the head killing him permanently.

"I'm sorry, I wish there was another way. It's for the best." Mat said apologetically to the corpse and then waved the others back to the vehicles. They started up their rides and Mat sighed heavily as he put it in drive and stomped on the gas forcing the vehicle forward.

"You did the right thing Mat. He would have turned and possibly kill some others." Josh said trying to lift his spirits.

"Yeah, but still. He was begging for help and I killed him. Zombies are one thing, but when their talking to you, begging for help...it's…well it's just different." Mat said softly the man's face burned into his memory. How many more times must he be forced to do what he had just did without much thought. He sat in silence for half an hour before Axel's voice came over the CB yet again. This time sounding a bit worried.

"Stealth fox to Night wolf. Come in Night wolf"

"Yeah, Night wolf here. What's up Stealth Fox?"

"Just wondering how you're doing, you know. After back there?"

"I'll be fine."

"Okay, well in that case we got a bit of a problem." Mat sighed heavily scared to hear what was wrong this time.

"Okay, well give it to me."

"Well it appears that Darrell has gone through all the soda and needs to take a rest" Mat almost wanted to chuckle. And here he thought it was serious.

"Tell him to open the back and have at it."

"I already did Mat. He say's it's not that big." At this Mat did laugh

"Well good luck" He said chuckling softly "Wolf out." Mat clicked off the mic. And smiled at Josh. "Can you believe that? Poor guy isn't big enough." Mat chuckled some more now in a much better mood"

Axel hung up the mic and smiled at Darrel. "I think he's feeling better now."

"Yeah, but did you have to tell him I have a small pecker?"

"Did I have to? No, but it sure was funny."

"It's not true!"

"Suuuuure" axel said laughing as Darrell sat down huffing angrily.

They spent the next several hours traveling across the panhandle of Texas. They headed south taking a much longer route but avoided one of the larger cities and began traveling towards their first major stop again. At around eight hours driving Mat signals for them to pull into a small gas station. They fill up and take a quick break as Mat smokes a cigarette.

"So what's the plan?" Roger asked stretching lazily.

"Well I figured we would switch off drivers now and then try and make it the rest of the way to Cottonwood." Mat said taking a quick drag as he thought

"That means we would get there around 1300 if we drive all night" Axel said doing the math in his head.

"If were lucky." Mat replied taking another drag. Mat suddenly turned to look in the direction from which they had just came noticing a pair of headlights. The sound of the engine was loud and rhythmic suggesting a sports car of some kind. Everyone turned and watched as the sports car flashed by shattering the speed limit and turned just up the road heading in the same direction Mat's team would be going.

"Sort of drives like Levioth don't you think?" Axel asked with a hint of worry in his voice that Levioth was passing them.

"Naa, He spent way too much on the truck to give it up for some crappy sports car. If he had to rebuild it from scratch there is no way he would just change out vehicles. Besides…you can't carry as much booze in a sports car and you know that's Levioth's guiding star." Mat finished with a slight smile.

"Your wrong, "Nighttime exercises" is his guiding star" Axel said smiling mocking the way Levioth spoke. Mat smiled even wider.

"Too true, Too true." Mat finished his cigarette and then tossed the butt on the ground and stomped it out with the balls of his foot. "Well, should we get going?" He asked and everyone gave one final stretch and made their way back to their perspective vehicles. The vehicles started and they turned on their headlights and began driving. They hit the edge of Clovis and began driving through it. About halfway through town Mat noticed the sports car had crashed though it appeared as if nobody was around it. This made Him slightly nervous as he moved his rifle to a position that he could fire out the window if he had to. As they rounded a turn a short distance off Josh had to almost slam on the breaks to keep from hitting somebody who was standing in the middle of the road waving their hands around wildly. Both vehicles sat still with the headlights blaring into the face of the stranger and Mat quickly picked up the CB microphone and radioed to Axel "Be ready, just in case." He then stepped out and brought up his rifle pointing it at the persons head and began approaching them.

"Oh thank goodness! Please you must help, it looks like the rioters have made it here as well!" The man said obviously not yet realizing Mat had rifle in his hands and was pointing it straight at the mans head. It didn't take long for the man to realize what was going on though for he suddenly raised his hands in the air looking oddly confused. From what Mat could see there wasn't any blood on the man but he was still not willing to risk anything yet.

"Are you injured?" Mat asked trying to make it sound as if he wasn't worried about a single bit but his general well being.

"No, I'm fine. One of the rioters or druggies or whatever they are tried to bite me but I got away." Mat lowered his rifle just a bit but still kept it ready just in case.

"Are there others like you? I mean others that are still okay?" Mat said cautiously.

The man slowly lowered his hands and sighed. "Well there are some holed up in a church just up the road. I told them I would try and get help. My, my wife is with them. Please, will you help us?" Mat thought about the man's words for a second before responding.

"Wait there." He then turned and walked back to the van and looked at Josh. "you hear what he said?" Josh nodded slightly and Mat gave a heavy sigh. One of these days his kindness for these people would kill him. "Radio Axel, tell him were going to go check out that church." Mat then leaned out of the van and walked over to the Man and upholstered his pistol handing it to the man. "I can't let you ride with us so watch yourself and we will follow you there." The man looked nervously at the pistol and then to Mat.

"Can't I just…"

"No. It's either we follow you there or you can give me back my sidearm and the best of luck to you and your wife." Mat knew he was being a bit cruel but if the man had been infected then he wasn't about to risk his neck and Josh's for people he didn't know. He decided to add a false reason to help convince the man. "Besides if your part of that new cult I don't want you in our transport and I'm not willing to risk the lives of my men." He decided to make himself sound as if he was with the military because it sure couldn't hurt his chances. The man seemed to steel himself and nodded as he turned around and started walking along a side street. Mat made his way back to the van and closed the door pointing his rifle into the dimly lit night. He picked up the mic and radioed to axel. "Were going to go check on some survivors. Be ready." He motioned for Josh to follow the man and they pulled forward Mat keeping his eyes peeled for any signs of zombies. There wasn't much movement as they approached a small church about in the middle of town. Mat stepped out of the van and looked at Josh. "Radio Axel, I want him and Darrell to come back me up." Without giving Josh a moment to reply he turned and headed for the man who was now moving up the churches steps. The man stepped inside obviously in a hurry. Mat waited at the door for Axel and Darrell to reach him. Axel had his pistol and Darrell was holding a shotgun. Mat raised his eyebrow at josh looking at the shotgun. Darrell shrugged,

"Hey it's always the best choice in the movies." Mat smiled shaking his head slightly but led the way into the church carefully moving the door open and then stepping through with Darrell right behind him and Axel bringing up the rear. Mat looked around the church. The man he had handed his pistol too was kneeling next to a women who had a large amount of blood on her. There were several people huddled in the church some praying, some crying, but nearly all of them with some blood on them or distressed in some way, not that Mat could blame them.

"Stay here" Mat whispered out the corner of his mouth to Darrell who seemed to have passed the message to Axel as Mat walked towards the guy who had led them here. The man looked at him smiling slightly.

"My wife." He said giving a soft hug to the bloody shaking women next to him. Mat simply held out his hand.

"My side-arm if you please."

"Oh yes, of course." The man said quickly picking it up off the floor and handing it to Mat who flipped the safety on and holstered it. He then looked around the room again and turned his attention to the women.

"Did she get bit?" He asked casually

"What? Oh, no. Some kids were speeding through town and crashed. My wife and I helped them to the hospital. There were three of them. One died on the scene and the other two hopped out of their beds and started ripping people apart. My wife and I had to run for it. She just shaken up a bit especially since we haven't had the chance to find our daughters yet." The man finished looking sorrowfully at his wife and Mat sighed softly. He knew they were already dead. He turned and headed towards the doors where he stopped and turned to look at the crowd now looking intently at him and his friends. He took a deep breath and then spoke loudly to the crowd. "My name is Mathew Harris. I was stopped by that gentleman right there" Mat said pointing at the man, "who told me that there are those of you who have holed up here to try and survive. I'm here to tell you that you are wrong. This is not some radical new group, a drug, or anything else that you will tell yourself to keep from believing the truth. The truth is that they are zombies. The living dead who have come back and now wonder aimlessly searching for nothing more than to feed off the flesh of the living. Now you may think I'm crazy but I'm telling you the truth. I'm willing to bring you along with us. We have a plan as to how we are going to survive. That being said anyone that wishes to join us must submit to a complete search to make sure you have not been infected. I will not risk the lives of my men or the lives of those not yet infected by bringing along a person who has been bit or even scratched by the zombies since we are not yet sure exactly how infectious they are.

If you don't like my terms than by all means stay here and the best of luck to you." Mat finished wanting to kick himself. He hated having to be the bad guy and tell these men and especially women that each one would have to be individually strip searched if they wanted to come along with him. There wasn't a single word uttered from the crowd as Mat stood still rifle in hand with his friends behind him just slightly on either side.

"You actually expect us to believe that these maniacs are actually the dead and have come back to life to kill the living and that for us to go with you we need to strip down and let you look us over?" A man in his mid forties said obviously annoyed by Mat's words.

"Well, yeah. That of course is only if you want to travel with us. If you don't wish to move out with us then by all means do things your own way and more power to you. But in order to travel with us you must agree to our terms." Mat said not budging. The crowd began to murmur amongst themselves ranging from the general disbelief of what Mat was saying to the atrocity of him wanting them to remove their clothes. Finally another man piped up with something to say, he was in his mid twenties not much older than Mat.

"What's to keep us from just taking you vehicles and leaving ourselves?" He took a bold step forward as he said this and several people nodded in agreement.

"First off my friends and I are stopping you with our superior firepower. Secondly the same thing that is stopping you from using the perfectly good vehicles around town is what's stopping you from taking our vehicles. You don't know where to go. You haven't any idea where is safe and add to that you haven't a clue who will lead you."

"I'll lead them!"

"Whatever, you haven't got the skills to lead people to a bathroom much less against an organized group of cannibals. I'd do a much better job!"

"Neither of you would be any good because your both guys who think more with what's in your pants than what's on your shoulders. I would be the best. I am the manager of a store after all!"

"Yeah right, you wouldn't have a clue what to do if we had to fight these people. I served in Vietnam, therefore I'm the most qualified." Suddenly the entire room was filled with arguments and interjections. Mat was wasting precious time listening to their petty complaints and bickering.

"ENOUGH!" Mat shouted over the crowd who quickly turned to look at him. "I'm on a very short schedule here. Obviously none of you can lead the others because you wont listen to each other. You wont work together so you will stay here until your food runs out and the power stops at which point you wont even be able to see what's eating you. Believe what you want to believe about the origin of the Zombies, cannibals, druggies, whatever. In the end it doesn't matter because they will attack and eat and turn you all the same. Now if none of you wish to join us in a chance to survive then I'll excuse myself and get back on the road because every second of my time you waste is another second that somebody I care about has to fight alone and that means there's another second that I might not make it. So step forward if you will do as I say and are willing to be checked out. If your not willing, then stay where you stand. Also if you want to come with us make sure you place any weapons you have on the stairs here." Mat finished heatedly.

"You expect us to go up against what you believe are zombies without any weapons! Now I know your crazy!" the forty year old said speaking once again.

"No I expect you to drive and follow me without weapons. We will do most of the fighting for now. Also, to be perfectly honest, I don't trust a single one of you to not shoot my friends or me in the back in some sort of mutiny. Now, no more comments, no more questions, if your coming step forward if not the shut your oversized yaps and let the ones who do want to leave move forward!" Mat said now realizing why Levioth had originally told him to just screw anyone that wanted to tag along. The crowd though didn't say anything else. They stood around looking at each other either looking to see who would betray the others and leave or perhaps looking for somebody else to step forward first. After a couple seconds the man who had waved down Mat stood up supporting his wife and made his way towards Mat. The town watched him as they both slowly made their way to the front of the church.

"C.O.! What are you doing? You can't trust this maniac!" one person shouted.

"They want to look your wife over without any of her clothes on!"

"What about your daughters?" Several more people all spoke as they passed trying in vain to get them to change their minds. The man never stopped though. His wife even began supporting her wait more even though she kept her face down, both of them silently making their way towards Mat. As they stood in front of him the man softly whispered to Mat.

"Do we, do we have to strip here?" The man looked nervous, afraid of the answer, but he also seemed determined to save what was left of his family. Mat knew if he told the man yes that he wouldn't hesitate to take his clothes off right there. Mat smiled kindly and whispered back.

"No, step outside we have some other people out there that will check you over." He turned and spoke over his shoulder to Darrell "Inform the others of what they need to do."

"Right."

"Oh, and Darrell?"

"Yeah?"

"Help him with his wife."

"Yes, sir." Darrell said with a smile. Mat smiled as Darrell added the sir. It wasn't disrespectful or rude in any way. In fact he had added it in a sort of way to Honor and support Mat. In way that showed everyone who was boss and who he respected. It was a small gesture. One not asked for or really needed for them, but it was a move that made things very clear who was in charge. Mat made a mental note to thank him later. He heard the doors open as he turned back to the crowd who were all staring at him with varying expressions.

"I'll come!" A female voice spoke from within the crowd as she pushed forward. The girl had to be in her late teens. Mat would guess somewhere between 16-19 years old.

"NO YOU WILL NOT!" The older gentleman, who had been the first to speak, said grabbing the girl by the collar. "I will not have my daughter prance around for a bunch of horny young BOYS like a common slut!"

"But you will have me stay here and be ripped to pieces by lunatics?"

"Why you ungrateful little…" The man raised his hand to hit her but before he could, before even Mat could do anything a shot rang through the air and Mat spun to see Axel pointing his weapon in the air.

"I would appreciate it if you showed a little restraint and common respect, SIR." Axel said spitting the sir out as if it were venom. "Also, you've made me waste one round, the next will be lethal. If you get my drift?" He said coyly lowering his firearm to a low and ready position. The girl yanked herself free of the mans grip and started marching straight for Mat removing her jacket and shirt and even tube top as she approached him. She stopped in front of him and made to undo her pants when Mat stopped her.

"There are people outside that will look you over…in a more...private, manner." Mat said softly and she smiled at him going slightly pink in the cheeks but gathered up her clothes and stormed out the front door. It took a couple more minutes but the girl's mother, an elderly couple, the female store manager, the Vietnam veteran (who dropped two pistols and a large combat knife on the steps), and several other people including a family with several small children, all made their way up the steps depositing all sorts of weapons from kitchen knives to a sub machine-gun (mat didn't want to know how the person got a hold of THAT) on the steps. Finally it appeared that the 15-20 people remaining were not going to leave. Even the man whose wife and daughter had left still refused to move an inch and instead reverted to staring angrily at Mat. Mat sighed softly wishing that more would have come but perhaps these people would be lucky and somehow survive. Mat bent over and picked up most of the weapons kicking the SMG (Sub Machine-gun) to the side and gestured for Axel to gather the remaining weapons that he couldn't carry. They left the church leaving the people with whatever weapons they had on them and that SMG. Mat dropped the weapons in the back of his van and looked around. They still had about 6 people left to check. Some vehicles had obviously been found and pulled forward so that everyone could follow. Several people were sitting in the vehicles waiting; some stood to the side, and the rest waited to be check or were being checked. Mat saw Darrell scanning the area with a large spotlight and a pistol watching for zombies. He smiled softly at how well they were covering their bases and yet how quickly they were still managing to get everyone checked. Mat nodded at Axel to join the others checking people and he made his way from one vehicle to the next searching for the man named C.O. and his wife. He finally found them in the back seat of a little economy car. He was holding his wife as she sat curled in his arms. Mat leaned in and smiled at them softly.

"Thank you." C.O. said kindly.

"Why don't you two come and ride with me. There are only two of us in that van and I believe I can trust you two. Besides, you look a bit cramped in here."

"Oh, thank you very much sir. I'd really appreciate that."

"No problem. Just hop in the one I got out of when you flagged us down."

"That's the brownish one right?"

"Well since it's night it would appear black, but yeah the brown one." With that the man helped his wife out and moved her into Mat's van closing the door behind him. Mat smiled softly at himself and began walking back towards the main doors to watch the progress when he heard the girl who had tried to strip in front of everyone.

"Uhm, sir?" Mat turned and smiled kindly at her.

"Yes?"

"Uhm, well I didn't see my father in line. Was he already seated in a vehicle? I mean he wasn't standing over there with my mother." Mat felt his heart drop for the girl. Her mother had been infected or at least was suspected of infection. He decided to just answer her question though and not yet reveal the fate of her mother to her.

"He decided to not come. I am only to assume that he believes he stands a better chance on his own barricaded in the church."

"Oh, well, do you think, well that is to say, from what you seem to know, can he survive here?" Again Mat didn't want to answer but she asked a question and who was he to decide what was okay for her to know and not know.

"To be completely honest, I doubt it. The zombies will gather around the church attempting to get in. If they are able to fortify the church and keep the zombies out then the next problem would be their mental well being. The constant moans all the time will likely drive them crazy. Assuming they can keep the one's that loose it from leaving and sabotaging all their efforts, they will then simply end up dieing from starvation. I believe the hunger will become too great and it will be too late for them to leave when they try and escape to gather food and water. If by some miracle help arrives we will never know because we won't come back through here. Also since this is so far out of the way the chance of any other survivor's coming through here are slim. I'm afraid he has chosen his fate. I'm sorry."

"Oh, I see. Well thank you." The girl said turning and slowly walking back towards a truck she had been assigned.

"Miss?" Mat called after her. The girl stopped and turned around looking at him obviously upset.

"Why don't you ride with that other couple with me. My van can seat 7 and just like C.O. and his wife I don't think you will be one who will try and stop us from reaching our destination." The girl smiled softly and nodded turning towards his van and opening to the door. He heard her say a simple hello to C.O. before climbing in. Axel approached Mat and smiled slightly.

"Most of them weren't infected. Only one had been bit but quite a few had scratches ranging from really severe to just slightly noticeable. What do you want me to tell them?" Mat sighed softly.

"Nothing. I'll speak with them. You get in the tech van and tell josh to start mine. Have Darrell tell the drivers of the other vehicles to start them up as well and follow our lead. Warn them to not pick anybody up."

"Alright…" Axel said heavily as he started for the cars. There was only a handful that had been able to come along. Mat was sure that a few would probably still be infected and that meant they would have the messier job and finishing them. Still the few they could save was better than abandoning them all. He made his way over to the group as the engines all began turning over.

"They told us to wait over here. Are we going to be split into the remaining spaces or what?" The man who had been (what mat assumed) the father of all those young children asked. Mat hated having to tell them this. If the one's that had been scratched weren't actually infected then he was signing their death certificates, but he couldn't risk the lives of the many for that of the few.

"No. I'm sorry but you all have either been bitten or scratched and could all be infected. Like I said before. I can't risk anybody else being killed and if you are infected and I let you come along all those that you kill when you turn will have died because of me. I'm not willing to take that risk."

"But, my daughter. She is in one of the cars." The mother of the girl who Mat had sat in his van said.

"She will be taken care of to the best of our abilities. Along with the rest of your families that do not have much risk of infection."

"So just like that you split our families up without even telling them what happened to us? Just like that your tossing us all to the side because we MIGHT be infected. Because we scratched by a thorn bush and therefore you think we may have been infected? You have no right!" The man said again.

"True, if you were scratched by a thorn bush there isn't a risk of infection, but not everyone can be trusted to reveal the true nature of their wounds and for that reason we must take every precaution to save those that remain at lowest risk. As for splitting your families up without a word from all of you I would never dream of it. I have lost both my parents and never got to tell them how much I loved them. My entire family has died and I couldn't take you all away without at least giving you the chance to speak with your loved ones. For that reason we are going to wait only for a minute and let you speak with them. Please do not try to get on or in any of the vehicles. If we find any of you hiding among the cars we will have to take a more direct approach of making sure everyone is safe. Well I guess that's it." Mat said sadly. He hated it. He despised himself for what he was doing. In fact he wanted to puke at just the thought of his actions. Yet he knew there was no other choice. He looked at the women who had betrayed her own husband in hopes of survival. He saw why she had been denied. The scratch was clearly made by human nails. They ran across the back of her hand. He sighed softly and then said to her. "Your daughter is this way." He led her to the van and opened the sliding door where the daughter instantly moved over to let her mother climb in. The women looked at Mat who could only shake his head.

"Come on mom. I heard them on the CB radio. They're getting ready to leave."

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Robert O. Black