Free The Orphans Series Vol. 1: The Orphans by M. Evans

only twenty minutes away. I'll get packed once my writing is finished."
                  Shaun finished putting his thoughts down on paper and found his hunting clothes his dad had picked up for him. He packed the extra set in his hunting backpack along with the other clothes he'd need to stay warm at night when he wasn't trying to blend in with the deer. He stuffed essentials in there like his journal, pens, and a few modern day items that he'd not be able to live without. He packed his knife his Grandpa had made for him from a deer antler and he took out his wallet. He opened it to make sure the picture of his mother was there, kissed it, closed it and stuck his wallet into a water tight compartment in his hunting clothes bag. His dad always joked that no one was crazy enough to try and drive a vehicle up there, so everything that you wanted had to be taken in by pack. If his Grandpa hadn't had horses and a sled, the place would have never been built in the first place.
     
    Chapter 6
     
    Day -125: January 25 th , 2017 World Population 7,343,853,555
     
                  Morning came too soon, and as Shaun wandered out towards the kitchen the sweet smell, and the only good thing to him about the hunting trip, was the giant breakfast his dad would cook once a year. He squinted at the bright lights of the kitchen, and took in the deep smells of coffee brewing, eggs being scrambled, and bacon sizzling in the pan. He rubbed his eyes and saw his dad bouncing back and forth from skillet to skillet. His dad was already decked out in camo pants and a black, short sleeve t-shirt. He wouldn't put everything else on until they arrived or he'd be sweating in no time. Frank noticed his son standing there in flannel pajama pants and nothing else. "Are you all set to get a monster buck, Shaun?"
                  Shaun, who was anything but a morning person, shrugged and let out a non-committal grunt.
                  His dad laughed and took a long pull from his black coffee as he kept stirring the food around so it wouldn't burn. "Don't get too excited all at once! I don't want you to pull anything."
                  Shaun stretched and walked over to look at the food. He closed his eyes and could remember this kind of treat being weekly with his mother as opposed to yearly the morning of deer season. He peered around his dad and managed, "Smells good.... Is it ready yet?"
                  Frank shook his head. "Tell you what, why don't you get dressed and brush your teeth? We can eat these on the road."
                  "That works for me, but are you going to be able to eat these on the road?"
                  Frank opened the oven up, pulled out a large round pan of steaming hot fresh tortillas, and laid it on one of the two precut aluminum foil wrappers on the counter. "Who needs to waste time sitting around eating when we can make the worlds fattest to-go breakfast burrito?"             
                  Frank picked up the eggs, the green chili sauce, the bacon, potatoes and spicy pepper jack cheese. By the time he was done with the creation and wrapped it with another layer of foil, they were as thick as a man's forearm. He secured them in a thermo lunch box, topped off his coffee, and grabbed a couple sports drinks for Shaun.             
                  Shaun thought about it while he brushed his teeth and dropped off the Browns at the Super Bowl, and went into the medicine cabinet to grab a couple packages of antacid for his dad. It was to save himself and his dad some pain over the next few hours that they'd be sharing in close quarters.
                  It only took a half hour to get to the outskirts of the property which was abundantly thick with heavy oak and pine trees. The cabin was safely secluded from everything else made by man. In this case, they just wanted the opportunity