blinded by the porch light coming on. I jumped like I had been shot.
My heart hammered in my chest as I struggled to breathe again. Then it blinked and went out...the light not my heart. I looked towards the wind generator but it was still.
Mason had found himself a gas generator. A big honking, monster of a generator that he had filled with fuel. I watched as he fiddled with it again and this time it stayed running. He wiped his hands on a rag, looked up at me and smiled that heart stopping smile of his as he walked over.
"We should be able to run this for a week but I'm not sure what all its running except the porch light. Might want take a look around and check the rest of the lodge for lights and things that don't need to be on." I nodded at him and started to turn, when he grabbed me and kissed the hell out of me...again. Then he tapped me on the ass, turned and walked away.
I'd think about that later, and went inside to check for lights. It took me awhile...I found a curling iron on, two TV’s, a million lamps and one washing machine. The little green light on the fridge came on and I shuddered at the thought of what was in it, unplugged the microwave and every clock in the place. The game room had several casino games that came on and scared the crap out of me so they got unplugged also.
I hadn't seen Duke in a while so went looking, and found him in the basement, in a small room that held the 'stuff' for the wind generator. He was mumbling to himself, and cussing so I left him to it. Can't rush genius, and if he got that thing running he would be a genius. I tiptoed out and went back upstairs.
The door had been fixed and the window boarded over. I checked the other doors and found Howard nailing boards over the last sliding glass door. We now had one door to worry about and it had its own padlock. We would be secure tonight. I was glad, my bones hurt I was so tired and I know everyone else was worn to the nubbin also.
Duke dragged in and found us sitting in the dining room. We had taken all the small tables and made a long dining table. There was a bowl or mixed fruit, a platter of fresh sliced tomatoes and a pan of biscuits. We just stared at the food, too tired to make a move.
"I heard we were having a meeting" Duke said around a mouth full of tomatoes...not a pretty sight.
"We need to figure out what we need to get through the winter. We have some time yet, but if we need another wind generator we need to get it now. When the lodge was up and running they supplemented their electricity with the wind generator, and now we have to use it for all our needs. So do we need another one or not?"
"Another one wouldn't hurt, that is a big freezer. We also need to figure out some kind of fence to put around the place to keep the walkers out. I was thinking, if we go to town, get what we need in 53 foot trailers, we can use the trailers, end to end, on their side as fences. That way we could let the cow free range and Mason can drive the truck. Then we could also use the trailers for storage."
"Good idea, I like it. A wind generator will take up a couple of trailers, and we can pick up a new fridge to." I looked at Sarah, and she grinned real big. She wasn't too keen on cleaning out the fridge either. "There's a black board behind the welcome desk, if you think of something just write it down there."
"It seems like we have things pretty well ship shape in here. Are there objections to sleeping here tonight? I know we got pretty comfortable in our rigs but the queen size bed up there has my name written all over it, so I am trying it out tonight."
Everyone looked at Mason then Howard. They just shrugged their shoulders. "If we're staying here then we need to hit the sack soon. I don't want any lights on tonight, Duke still doesn't have the cameras up and won't till he gets the electricity
Richard H. Pitcairn, Susan Hubble Pitcairn