By design, the new Republic’s politicians garnered no salary of any kind. Adrian’s family and friends had taken up most of the slack, tending the fields and the stock during his absence, but the smokehouse meat was running low, so Adrian went hog hunting. Feral hogs had been a problem in Texas before the grid went down. That problem was now a blessing, a ready supply of delicious meat, although a dangerous animal to hunt. Going hunting also gave Adrian a brief respite from the grinding responsibilities he had unwillingly but dutifully taken on. A respite of but a few hours, but a few hours went a long way for him these days. He shed his politician life like a snake sheds skin. It was a huge relief to be on his own, in the woods again. He would have preferred to harvest smaller pigs because they were more tender and had better flavor, but with his time limitations he decided to kill one large hog instead. Borrowing one of Matt’s efficient hog rifles, he donned his moccasin boots and walked into the forest.
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