My Family and the Zombie Apocalypse

While I'm hurrying to pack our stuff, Kristina goes to fresh market down the street. When she comes back several hours later, she said, "Hey, I tried to get all our stuff but it was jam packed and they were out of some of the stuff. I wish you were there to help me." I give her a hug and say, "Sorry, honey. Are you okay?" "Yeah, I guess, but some jerk ran into our car and now I'm not sure it can take us to Hill Air Force base." I examine it and realize she's right. It gets us partway there. Fortunately we have our bikes mounted on the car, so we can ride them to the nearest frontrunner station. Even though we're packed like sardines, the crisis isn't too chaotic yet, so the train still works... until it breaks down at Farmington. Most of the people are stuck, but we have our bikes.

It's still a long bike ride. Kristina stops and asks for a break. I hesitate but I agree to because her face is red with exhaustion and I am tired too. We find some shade under a tree, but I keep my hatchet on hand and vigilantly guard our spot while she catches her breath.

When she's had a minute to collect herself, she says "Okay, I think I can do this. I'm tired but I am not going to let that get to me." 

I yell, "Good because there's one right behind you move." She screams as it grabs her hair. I bury my hatchet in its skull. The relief is only momentary because we can hear the snarls of more zombies further down the street. 

Kristina panics and says, "What do I do what do I do what do I do?" 

I calmly instruct her to get on the bike and remind her that they shuffle slower than we walk, so as long as we keep moving on our bikes, we'll be way ahead of them. She still high tails it out of there as fast as she can pedal. I ask her to slow down a few times but she retorts, "No! I almost died last time! Do you want them to eat me?" Now she's more anxious to get to Hill Air Force base than I am.

It's good we brought our bikes because the road blocks have kept out all cars. It makes me wonder how authorized military vehicles get through. 

After going through the obstacle course, the guards stop us before we get to the gate. They point their rifles at us (I don't know what good that does. I guess that's their idea of "better safe than sorry.") and bark at us, "This is for military personnel and their dependents only." 

Thinking quickly I say, "I'm in the Utah National Guard." Not quite true because I'm a civilian employee *for* the National Guard, but my military ID doesn't say that. In any case, I know my brother is inside and he can get me through if my white lie doesn't work. Fortunately it works. The guard looks at my ID, glances at his supervisor for approval, then instructs us to go in.

You would never guess by looking inside this base that the world is descending into chaos. It's like a city on a normal day, business as usual. Grant happens to be doing PT with the people in his JAG unit. He stops, we hug. He splits from his group (they understand) to take us to the apartment that Sara, Mason, and Joshie are in. 

Chatting with Sara: "Bad timing that we got reassigned from Germany to Ogden right before the catastrophe, but it's good that we're here with you guys. I'm glad we got your message that you were coming before the servers went down." Then she jokes, "Looks like you guys end up at every one of our air force bases, come hell or high water... or zombies." A light hearted moment after the stress and panic.

We watch the sad news on TV everyday of the whole state of Utah (along with parts of Idaho, Arizona, Wyoming, Colorado, and Nevada) suffer an apocalyptic scenario. We have it easy inside the base.

I get to exercise in the mornings with Grant. Apparently one of their paralegals left to be with his family in Nevada, so they let me fill that position. When I told them the only legal experience I have is LSAT prep courses (haven't even taken the test), they said "Close enough." So I get some valuable work experience to keep my sanity.

I pass some of the time playing chess with Mason and helping him with his math homework. Although I don't think he really needs it; I'm the one who needs him to teach *me* how to do math.

Kristina spends most of her time hanging out with Sara, and then the wives of the other Air Force personnel.

Fortunately it gets contained after a few weeks. We can leave and we get a ride home on the bus and the train. Part two is rebuilding Utah.

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