As soon as I arrived to the airport parking lot, it was kind of deserted. I got out of my car and walked to the airport. Butterflies were going nuts i... my tummy but I kept my head up high. The closer I got to the airport, the more I get a little excited to see him. ‘I still can’t believe he came here unexpectedly.’ I said to myself. As soon as I walked in, their he was; standing where he was going to pick his luggage at. I suddenly felt a tingling feeling down at my secret place but I. She was using both hands to hold her gun and she had braced her left arm against the tree. When she was ready, she fired. She put a bullet through the head of the man who was leading the pack up the hill, and he tumbled helter-skelter back down the slope until he hung on a tree trunk. Her .32 was not all that powerful, but we were using smokeless powder cartridges, so it had a little more punch than black powder would have given it. The bullet entered the man's head, but did not exit, so it. First, and least likely to work, was just to sit by his truck and attempt to feed upon any moving object in the general vicinity of the truck. Never being a hunter himself, Grey all but eliminated this option from his mind. A more appeasing and hopeful idea entered Grey’s mind after getting past the “Sit on your ass” tactic. He could wrap up his food and camping supplies and make a makeshift backpack out of it. Then, he could have a chance of getting some help, or better yet, getting to a town.. “It’s ok, Ashley,” I said, giving her a moment to calm herself.“It is?”“I believe you.”“Good,” she said, dabbing the streaks of mascara from her face, “because I don’t know what you’re talking about.”“But Ashley,” I said, “would you agree that part of your job is being prepared for emergencies while Noah is asleep?”“Yes,” she said, growing suspicious again.“And would you agree that if you weren’t prepared for an emergency, I’d have grounds to fire you?”She paused for a moment.“Yes, I guess you.