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believe you shot a zombie?”
    Despite the seriousness of the situation, and everything that had happened today, Kyle burst out laughing. That had kept him laughing for weeks and made being in Iraq easier. He was even able to get surveillance video of his brother being put in handcuffs at the school. Damn his awesome sense of humor! But he needed to let his brother know he was serious.
    “Brother, I swear on Mom I’m not kidding. I promise! Look on the news, something is happening and it’s spreading. You need to get packed right now.” He hoped he got through, if not he was going to get tough with his little brother.
    “What am I supposed to do?” he asked sarcastically, “go buy a survival guide from the bookstore?” Abe wasn’t sure if he believed his brother at this point, but he thought the sarcasm in the form of a question was a beginning.
    Kyle decided to ignore the sarcasm, “Look, I’m going to leave work and grab some things from the store on the way home. You need to pack up your truck with everything you can. Start with the guns, camping gear, outdoor clothes, and then water and some food.” He was trying to think of what else they might need. “Then I’ll meet you and we’ll head for Dad’s.” Their father lived about two hours away in a small town of about 8,000 people. Their entire extended family, the country version, also lived there as most of them had never left the county.
    Abe was struck by how serious his brother was being. He wasn’t often like this about anything. He could ever remember his joking sense of humor at their cousin’s funeral about ten years ago. He knew that it was just how he dealt with things, but he thought it was irritating and irreverent. “All right, I’m not sure if it’s as serious as you think it is, but I’ll start getting things ready.
    “I’m not sure either Brother, but I’m afraid it is. Also, go to that redneck station down the street. Buy out their gas containers and fill them up. And hook up to my neighbor’s trailer, if it has a lock on it just break it. I can explain later if I need to.” He paused thinking if there was anything else. “Do this stuff quickly Abe and go ahead and strap on the 45, the shells are in the closet with the gun belt.
    “You really think that is necessary?” Abe asked. “I can’t go walking into the gas station with a gun on my hip.”
    “You can and you had better,” Kyle demanded. “Better to be safe than sorry.” He turned as he heard the door he had exited, open and slam. Patrick was coming, followed by Yolanda. “Look Brother, I have to go. I’m going to try and leave in forty-five minutes, say 10:45. That means I’ll be home at around 11:15 hopefully. If you don’t hear from me, stay there. I’ll come to you. Be careful and watch out for crazy people. If they can’t talk to you, shoot them in the head.
    “You’re crazy,” Abe said. He was now thinking his brother had gone off the deep end. It wasn’t’ like him to talk such nonsense.
    “Trust me, okay?” Kyle pleaded. He felt the other two walk up beside him. “I’ll see you in a little over an hour hopefully, get everything ready.”
    All right, but if you’re ruining my last day of surfing for another practical joke I’m gonna kill you.” He hung up the phone. Kyle closed his and wondered if his brother really believed him, and would he have everything ready? He will, Kyle decided just as quickly. He had better, I’m the older brother after all.

Chapter 6
    “You’re leaving?” asked Patrick, curious. “I’m not sure they’re going to let you off with what is happening.” Patrick didn’t think Kyle had a shot in hell of getting out of here. He should know, had tried every sick scheme in the book, and knew when it was a good time to give it a try.
    “They have no choice in the matter, I’ll quit if I need to,” Kyle answered. He started walking away from the door and to the path that led around the building. The grass and