Chapter 52: Strange Carnivores

We headed back to the road and off to town.

"There is something off about the town," Bubba said as he splashed through the holes that I had to winch through. Even driving my truck, he was a genius. "I'm not fond of the town, but the people have always been friendly. Last few times I went in the words were the same, but the feeling was different. Can't explain it better than that."

"If our plan works," Bubba said, "I'll let Frank know and he'll pass it along." He waved as we passed his closest neighbour, and the one who'd feel the depredations of the frogs soonest. "I think it would be best if we were just good neighbours, people are here are voracious gossipers and we might never escape if they thought we're an item."

As soon as we pulled into town, I felt the edginess that Bubba had talked about. Maybe it was not seeing anyone but Bubba and Sherry for all that time. Sherry and I headed off to pick up some supplies that we were running low on and Bubba went looking for explosives.