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keep us going. We need something that will get us down the road in the first place.”
    Neil’s face was as empty and bare as his thoughts. He kept waiting for some kind of revelation or an epiphany like he was a character in a book or movie, but none were forthcoming. Apparently, those pages still needed to be typed. He was doomed to wait. Realizing and readily accepting that he wasn’t wired to be a fugitive mastermind with all the answers, he asked them , “So, any ideas?”

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    With the discussion about food behind them, it was apparent to Neil that Jerry wasn’t done.
    “What’s on your mind?” he asked.
    Jerry looked back over his shoulder at the road behind them and then at the highway still in front of them. “It might be better if we get off the highway. If there are any of those things around, I think this is where they’ll be. Maybe it would be better if we didn’t run into them...at least head on I mean. If we could just, well, slip by as many of those things as we can, well, I guess, I just....”
    Neil nodded. There was no denying the logic, but there were limited options. “I agree. What do you suggest?” .
    Meghan, who was still standing there said as she pointed, “What about over there? On the railroad tracks? They pretty much follow the road but are a bit off the main path. We could walk along the tracks and stay out of sight. Maybe if we do come upon any of them, they won’t even know that we’re here. Maybe.”
    Neil and Jerry looked at the tracks and agreed with her. The railroad tracks ran parallel to the Seward Highway but were, for as far as they could see, some distance further in from the coastline and in many places separated by water and increased elevation. It wasn’t a bad idea, and to make it even more appealing, much of the track hugged tightly to the mountain’s rock wall, which might serve as a barrier to some of the increasingly bad weather they could expect.
    Neil said, “Yeah. I think we should get everyone over to the tracks before we start getting too comfortable over here. Look. Just a way up a bit there’s that pool of water between the road and the tracks. That looks like a good place for us to rest a bit.”
    He paused for a second but both Jerry and Meghan could tell there was more. He finally said, “Thanks guys. I can’t do this on my own. Any time you see anything like this or have any ideas at all, please share. I need your help more than ever.”
    Meghan put her arms around Neil’s waist and kissed him on his mouth tenderly. “All you ever had to do was ask.”

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    Claire asked doubtfully, “Are we sure this is safe?”
    Some slight humor returning despite the pain that lurked, Emma answered, “If it were, we wouldn’t be taking along these.” She lifted the Remington .410 shotgun and pointed to the more impressive twelve-gauge variety in Neil’s hands.
    Meghan still doubted whether it made the most sense to send Neil and Emma on this errand, but she understood the importance to all of them to show solidarity. She nodded her head to Claire but said nothing. She was too afraid she would surrender to the apprehensive tears that were threatening to spill or to the acrimonious anger that was threatening to scream.
    She hugged Neil, kissed his cheek, and whispered into his ear so that her voice tickled the soft contours inside his ear, “See you in a bit.”
    Her voice as much as her words produced an opiate-tinged euphoria that kissed his every nerve at once. So sweet was the sensation that he found he was holding his breath. He let the smile bloom across his face. He whispered back to her, “This will be good. It’ll help us focus on something else. We need something to do.”
    Earlier, while eating their meager meal, they discussed their options. With their spirits and their energy ebbing to new lows, they all agreed that wandering into the unknown was not in their better interests. The likelihood the devastation had preceded them was a