CHAPTER FIFTEEN
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or the first time in two weeks Marsha slept late. She had a lot to do today even though she didn’t have a schedule. She headed toward the bunker first.
Marsha stopped at the driveway. Someone had used a rope to hold the sheep in. The smashed gate was laying on the ground where she had crashed through last night. She assumed one of the Kerney County Posse members had done their good deed for the day. The gate might be used for kindling later on.
Marsha stepped over the bottom rope and lifted up the top rope and ducked under. She started walking up the driveway then stopped and smelled the air. She headed toward the smell. She stopped before she got to the edge of the water. She knew it was a chemical smell but couldn’t identify it.
Marsha would have to call the Enviro
