Bug Out! Part 11: Motorhomes on the Dark Road by Robert Boren Read Free Book Online

got hit with a blast of hot air rushing around them.
    “Wow,” Malcolm said. “Scratch one batch of cretins.”
    “Good thing we left,” Kurt said. “Without us back here, they would have done real damage with their mortar.”
    “No shit,” Malcolm said. “This is liable to keep happening. We’re gonna to have to talk strategy when we get back.”
    “We might have to leave this area,” Kurt said.
    “Yeah,” Malcolm said. “Hate to do that, but we might not have a choice.”
    “It’ll mess up your study of the dungeon.”
    “That’s low priority, my friend,” Malcolm said. “Didn’t expect to find something more important, but here we are.”
    “I’m glad you’re here,” Kurt said, smiling at him. “We’d probably be dead now if you and George didn’t show up.”
    “Oh, I don’t know,” Malcolm said. “You guys are pretty capable on your own, you know.”
    “Should we go back to the park?”
    “Maybe we should go back to the pinch point and watch,” Malcolm said. “I’ll send a text and ask what they want us to do.”
    “Okay,” Kurt said, getting to his feet as Malcolm looked at his phone.
    “Yeah, they want us to watch for a little while, if you don’t mind,” Malcolm said.
    “Fine by me.” They got into the jeep and headed back to town.
    “Hey, by the way, who was running the store? It wasn’t Howard, was it?” Malcolm asked.
    “No, it was a woman named Sherry,” he said. “I remembered her after we talked for a minute. She used to hang around with Scotty and Howard.”
    “Really?” Malcolm asked. “I think I might know who that is. It’s possible she might be on our home video. We’ve only seen the really old stuff so far.”
    “You need a VCR, I’ll bet.”
    “Yeah,” Malcolm said. “Know anybody who’s got one?”
    “Yeah, me,” Kurt said. “Don’t know if it still works. We’ll check it out.”
    “Sounds like a plan,” Malcolm said. “Where should I stop?”
    “About a block behind the truck stop,” Kurt said.
    They got to the spot in minutes. Malcolm backed off the road, facing out, and the two men settled in to watch.

    ***

    Howard woke when he felt Bailey’s naked body rolling away from him. He threw back the sheets, sweating. The sun was coming up, a dull light coming in through the dirty window of his bedroom. There was a knock on the door.
    “Come in,” Howard said.
    “Hey, Howie, can I go find some breakfast?” Kerry asked, standing in the open door. Then he noticed Bailey’s form under the sheet, her hair spilled over the pillow. “Is she yours?”
    “No, Kerry, she’s ours,” Howard said, smiling. “I’ll go downstairs with you and we’ll get breakfast going, okay? Give me a minute.”
    “Okay, Howie,” Kerry said. He headed downstairs as Howard stood up and put his clothes on.
    Bailey woke up and stretched. “What time is it?”
    “Early,” he said. “Kerry wants breakfast, so I thought I’d go downstairs and help him.”
    “You guys are real sweet to him,” Bailey said, throwing back the covers. She grinned at him when she saw his eyes traveling up and down her body. “You were beside yourself last night.”
    “Didn’t expect you to be in here,” Howard said as he continued to get dressed.
    “I wore Scotty out, so I snuck in here,” she giggled. “Hope you didn’t mind.”
    “Did it seem like I minded?”
    “No, as a matter of fact,” she said, grinning. “I’ll go downstairs with you, but I have to go into Scotty’s room and get my clothes.”
    “Okay, see you down there,” Howard said. He went downstairs to the kitchen. “See anything you want, Kerry?”
    “How about pancakes?” he asked. “We have a new box of mix, and some milk.”
    “There are eggs, too, that I brought in from the motor home,” Howard said. “Find a mixing pan.”
    Kerry went to work, looking through cupboards, as Howard filled the coffee pot and plugged it in. “You like coffee yet, Kerry?”
    “I don’t know,” he