Post Apocalyptic Ponies: Revolutions Per Mile, Book 1 - Plot & Excerpts
As I got out, she came wandering out onto the back deck. She seemed...odd. “Oh...hey! It's YOU again.” Her face turned serious for a moment when she saw me pull out the big gun, then she started to laugh as I struggled to carry it. Jake's friend weighed a damned ton! I looked around for where I should put it, but there was nothing but open grass and the woman's home. Did I have the right to impose on her? “Excuse me, Professor. Jo is coming here with some...trouble. I need to set up this gun so I can, umm, help her.” The professor waved her arm, inviting me in. “And call me Marjorie!” I climbed the few stairs of the deck, ran through the small kitchen, and found a place at the front window. I moved an end table so I had a support for the big gun, but once it was set up I saw a huge problem: she wouldn't know I was there. If she arrived but didn't see me or the car, she might drive away. I might not see her again. The penalty for stealing that car would be steep. Marjorie was under the influence of something.
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