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sheds at the time.”
     
    The two walked in silence for a while.
     
    “Those tank traps weren’t very solid in the ground there. I think they were stuck there just with a couple of tent stakes, so we started throwing tree branches and trash onto it, then deer entrails and dead animals,” he paused. “And that is the roadblock we have today.”
     
    “Well, it’s occurred to me that because that roadblock is on a cliff road, we could always just blow up the road,” Kathy said. The two followed the trail as it took a sharp turn left. “I think someone up here has a few sticks of dynamite. We could also make some more.”
     
    “That’s kind of a big deal, but I guess it is do-able. Do you know if anyone up here has ever done something like that before?”
     
    “Nope.”
     
    “Well, that might be a good last resort. Of course we would also have to get the Mormons up the road to agree. The Alexes. This road leads to their place too. So we would have to powwow with them first.”
     
    “I never knew why they are called the Alexes. Are they all named Alex or something?”
     
    “No, but there are three or four of them named Alex, hence the group name. We just call them all Alex. It seems to fit.” Peter paused to catch his breath. “Another issue about blowing up the road: I would hate to have someone try that and hurt themselves. Or blow themselves up.”
     
    The trail straightened out but a few low branches blocked the path ahead. “Oh well, let’s face it, who am I kidding?” Peter added. “I would be the one who gets volunteered to do it.”
     
    “We could drill some holes into the middle of the road with the post-hole digger, then drop down a few sticks of dynamite. I don’t know. You’re the Marine. Isn’t that how it is done?”
     
    “Yes, that’s the way to do it. Hey, watch your head.” Peter let go of a branch that would have hit Kathy’s head but she ducked in time.
     
    “Thanks.”
     
    “Kathy, I was wondering. Hey, watch this root.” Peter stepped over a tree root that came up about seven inches from the trail floor. He pulled the game cart over the root.
     
    “Wondering about what?” Kathy stepped over the root.
     
    The two continued down the trail. “Well, I know it is none of my business, and feel free to not answer this, but what happened between you and Kirk? I mean, I worked for him in his machine shop until I enlisted. Then I hear you started going out with him. You know, I was in Iraq and I got one of those letters with all the news from home. I read that you guys were getting pretty close, maybe even getting married. That’s all I heard. Next thing I knew, Kirk was getting married to Jackie and people were collecting money to help pay for the honeymoon.”
     
    “Well, you’re right. It’s none of your business.”
     
    “Alright. Forget I asked. I’m just doing some 20-20 hindsight here. I figure that if you were still with Kirk, he would be alive right now. But never mind. None of my business.”
     
    “No, that’s OK. I guess I still have feelings for him. That’s probably pretty obvious. I know it’s been a few years. I still resent Jackie busting us up. Kirk never knew what hit him. Some women are good at that.”
     
    Peter, trying to change the subject, said “Hey, did you notice how, when the news came out that Kirk was killed, it seemed like everyone looked at us. At least that is how it felt for me. I think you and I were his closest friends up here.”

    “And Jackie…”
     
    “Ho boy,” Peter sighed. “She really blew it.”
     
    “Yeah, you got that right.”
     
    The two walked in silence some more, rounding another turn to the right. One of the wheels of the game cart started to squeak slightly.
     
    Kathy said, “If I ever start to take the Mark, you have my permission to kill me.”
     
    “I think there is more to it than that.”
     
    “How’s that?”
     
    “Look, I’m not a theologian, but I do know this. The Mark is