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A zombie apocalypse with a twist of Native American Lore.
It all began from a sequence of events so absurd, complicated and uncommon as to be unbelievable but an ancient Hopi Pueblo Prophecy predicted a time when the...
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Hear The Drums Echo
"Did you really think things were going to return to normal?" Nathan asked, though he expected no answer. A person like Lara didn't break easily, but her spirit was clearly injured.
She hadn't spoken a word to him since they'd left Far View, but when they had stopped their little caravan back at Spruce Tree Terrace Center, after being only allowed to pack the lightest of goods, Lara came unglued.
"Is this your idea of a joke, Nathan!"
He got out of the jeep and slammed the door, leaving her to stew.
Buck and Len appeared from the little trail that led to Bucks old cabin and waved Nathan over. "Were you able to gather them up, Buck?" Nathan hollered.
"Yep. I fed'em good. Their ready as they'll ever be."
Nathan turned and waved everybody to get out. "Start unpacking! We will be right back!"
Lara watched as they did his bidding growing more volatile by the second.
She watched Seth and Haven, grapple with the baby and Deag with his kids trying to help her, Monica and Cole who had seemed to find their way back into a relationship grabbed Payton and tossed the three backpacks they had brought on the driveway.
Everyone else tossed backpacks out, and Hollis began taking the vehicles around just to park them near the information center. He came over and threw Nate's stuff out and looked at her. "Are ya coming?"
"What, are we walking?" she asked sarcastically.
"You can if you want," Hollis replied, then when she made no attempt to get out, he cocked his head to one side and eyeballed her, slightly smiling, slightly not. "Look, Miss, as a rule I tend to keep my opinions to myself. My wife taught me that," he grinned, and his black eyes sparkled with mirth, as he scratched his forehead, "but your stubbornness. It's worse than the old medicine woman's from our tribe back home."
Lara looked around to see if anybody had heard their exchange and stared in disbelief as Len, Buck and Nathan came off the trail leading a string of horses, some saddled some not.
She looked back at Hollis. "We're riding?" she asked incredulously.
"Like I said, you can walk if you want."
Lara slowly got out and grabbed her backpack, now understanding why Nathan had only allowed one per person.
Hollis started the jeep and pulled off.
Neala was jumping up and down and Deag lifted her up and slung her over the saddle, mounting up behind her. Nathan put Rois on and mounted up behind him.
Cole did likewise with Payton. Verbena mounted and Len helped Monica up behind her, while Buck helped Donelle on with Keith. Buck climbed up on his Palomino mare, Seth put Haven up in the saddle of their horse and jumped up behind her while Hollis held the baby and when Len mounted up, he bent down and took the infant. Hollis lashed the backpacks to two pack horses and looked over at Lara with the obvious question in his eyes.
