Chapter 5

Burk filled up box after box, just stacking them in the kitchen. When I scooted back upstairs, he was putting ammo in one of the guns. He must have seen my jaw drop, but he said, “Not to worry. I’m just going to the pharmacy down the street. Need anything?”

After he left, I sat at the kitchen table with my head in my hands. I was hurting; all my bruises were screaming at me. I noticed some of what Burk had brought needed to be refrigerated, so I worked on putting that away. Then I made as much ice as I could and dragged the picnic cooler out of the pantry. That might extend things a bit if the power went out. This was getting serious, yet I wanted to ignore the whole thing. I deliberately left the TV off and stayed away from the computer as well. Yes, I had a few friends and some family to worry about, but maybe I’d do that later. There was no way I could help any of them now anyhow.