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crab-style, moving slowly and silently. As he his wife, he hugged her, gave
her quick kiss. Continuing, when he passed Webster, he smelled fecal heard
the boy's teeth with fear. Glen said nothing. A single ball had punched
Roger's right forearm. There hole in blanket that he had held the vent, then
hole the wall stud. Roger obviously held the blanket the vent for minutes
taking the through-and-through wound in his arm. "Oh, it hurts," Roger 
put his arm the teenager's shoulders. "That's all You saved us. the hero of
this battle. That Aryan over there talks tough, when the going gets he shits
his pants." "You fucker!" Jack He lunged across the narrow snatching the .45
auto from Glen had left it. Glen pulled Magnum from his belt. But the boy
turn the weapon on Glen. Instead, he the M-14 too, and 
ammo bandolier, and disappeared the access hatch. "Jack! I'm Don't go out
Glen stumbled to hatch, but Jack was gone. Glen grasped his belt of and
started after boy. "Glen, don't!" his wife called. "Let him Mr. Shepard,"
Chris was my big mouth," called back. "They'll take him if get to him first.
don't it on my Shepard dropped through the blast-splintered hatch. 10 Crying

shame and rage, Jack ran from the back of the house. He heard shots and
voices the houses down the block, motorcycles the streets. Not wanting
chance going over the back fence, he into the decorative hedges screening
yard from the other. minute or he lay there on his his face pressed into the

leaves, and cried. But rifle in his grip reassured "I'll show them. I'll
kill some them." Hidden by the hedge, crawled along the searching for hole.
rotting wood slats crumbled he touched them, but the chain link prevented
him crawling through. He continued to the of the yard. In the corner, dogs
burrowed under the fences. The dog holes been blocked with bricks.


Bye Bye..


Katrina