”“Is she really going to come with you at Thanksgiving?” asked Katie.“She said she would,” JR answered. “She’s anxious to meet all of yo....”“And we’re anxious to meet her,” said his aunt Franc.“So, tell me about the problems with your radio,” his father asked of JR.“One of the tuner transistors seems to be overheating. It won’t hold a station once it warms up. I was going to borrow a multimeter from Bryce but wanted to run the symptoms by you first.”His father nodded, “It could be a transistor,. One of the dead fell down, but he'd missed its skull, so before he'd pulled the block back up, it was back on its feet, snarling louder than before.By the time he heard Valarie climb up onto the roof, he'd repeated the process more than a dozen times, he'd managed eight kills too, but his arms were tired from the work. Usually he only did a couple at a time, but since they were leaving he figured he should get rid of as many of the walking dead as he could.Matt hauled the cinder block back up,. Her first assignment was Ralph Peters and his son Jerome who were the scoutmaster and assistant scoutmaster of the Pike’s Hill troop that now consisted of thirty-two scouts ranging in age from twelve to seventeen. Fortunately, most of the troop was of the older variety but even more importantly, there were just as many former Girl Scouts as resident Boy Scouts in the mix.Whilst she was there on the ground inspecting the troop’s record-keeping capabilities, she interviewed two of the oldest. "I'm so glad to see you, kid. How long has it been?" asked the first of the men to enter the room.He was a distinguished looking gentleman just starting to show a little gray hair. He was probably in his early fifties but due either to good genetics or taking care of himself he carried his age well. He wore slacks and casual polo with the club logo embroidered on it. He had a warm smile that only brightened the closer he got to Katie."Too long, Duncan, too long," she said as she tried to give.