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their pleasure. There will be no negotiations and I will make no concessions. As long as I am your president, I will not permit our community to be occupied by any force that has designs on assuming control.
    So, on this Fourth of July, I want to quote a famous sea captain of the Revolution. I want to borrow from a man who was facing the most powerful naval might in the world at the time and had no business doing so. I will share with you the response that I sent when I was informed by messenger that refusal to accept an occupational force will mean that we stand against the New American government and that such actions will be dealt with swiftly. I will share the words I gave in answer to the question, “Are you ready for a fight?”
    “I have not yet begun to fight!”
    That got everybody yelling and cheering. After that, President Emory (she wasn’t Jenifer today) waded out into the crowd. I watched as she vanished in a sea of people. For just a flash, the scene turned to one of her being pulled down by a thousand undead hands. I shook it off as a mixture of the sun and the venison pepperoni I’d been snacking on all morning.
    I hope that wasn’t some silly foreshadowing dream. I have heard of people who have those. In fact, there is an old lady here that has a small business telling people their future. I can’t say that I buy into that sort of thing, but stranger things have happened.
    The rest of the day was all about celebrating. Maybe it was me, but folks seemed a bit more vocal and just plain noisy today. It was like everybody wanted to prove how resilient we are through excessive volume.
     
    Friday, July 6 th
     
    I met with Mama Lindsay, Jenifer, and the captain who would be in charge of our mission. His name is Jackie Vaughn. Also on hand was his second-in-command. Phaedra! So the team is set. There will be six of us. I was curious as to why I was called in for a meeting, but it didn’t take long for the answers to come.
    The concern is that my going out in the field could lead to other problems. If I am ever captured by these NAA forces and it was discovered who I am, then it might go badly for me. All three of the journals have been copied and are strangely widespread. I say strangely because it is not like there are any companies shipping books around the country (or however books used to get distributed in the Old World).
    I tried to explain that it wasn’t that big of a deal, but apparently people feel that Dominique is so focused in this region because of her feud with my birth mother and Jenifer. They seem to think that she will make some effort to get me.
    What a bunch of hooey!
    So, after the meeting where I made it very clear that I would not give up my position, and that I am not afraid of any crazy lady with a grudge against Meredith, I left with Phaedra. We sat down by one of the streams where the children play and just talked about food and boys and how many ways we were going to send the NAA running back home with their tails between their legs.
     
    Saturday July 7 th
     
    Met with Jeff and Rodney today after graduation. They were both very nice. We studied the map of the route we will be taking. I won’t pretend for a second that the idea of venturing into Old Portland is not equal parts thrilling, scary, and creepy.
    You hear all sorts of stories, but I am quickly discovering that you can’t believe everything that you hear. People tend to take things and twist them into something that they understand. The problem is, as soon as it gets passed on, the next person in line does the same thing. Pretty soon, what we have is nothing even close to the actual thing it started out as.
    I was also surprised to hear that they feel we will be out in the wild for possibly two months or more. That gave me just a little pause of concern. It isn’t that I’m afraid to be out there…EVERYBODY is afraid to be out there. For Pete’s sake, that is where all the zombies are! It’s just that this will