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  “Thanks,” Austin said vehemently.

  Johnson went back to the military vehicle and got inside.

  “I got nothing on my side of the road. Anyone over on your side?”

  “No,” Johnson replied.

  * * *

  Austin finally reached the farm. It looked serene. Childhood memories came back to him as soon as he stepped onto the property.

  He walked right up to the door and knocked gently. “Peter?”

  After a minute of waiting, Austin heard a gun cocking from behind him. He turned around.

  His uncle looked at him and slowly lowered the gun. “Austin?”

  “Yeah. I'm sorry to just show up like this, but the cities are—

  “I know. You're more than welcome.”

  “I tried calling, but the phones aren't getting any reception.”

  “It's a good thing you weren't able to get through. The FBI can trace those calls, and they would have known you were staying here.”

  “I didn't think of it at the time.”

  “Eventually, it'll spread into the country, but hopefully that won't be for a long time. And if it does, we have the underground shelter.”

  “How's it been out here so far? Any panicked trespassers?”

  “Just a few. I just fired a warning shot, and then they ran away.”

  Austin nodded.

  “Well, anyway, I'm about to start lunch, so you're just in time.”

  “Sounds good. I'm just gonna stay out here for a little while longer.”

  “Okay, see you in a little bit.” Peter walked into the house.

  Austin sat down on the steps and looked outward with a feeling of hope and accomplishment, taking in the scenery.

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