Mike and Wade had experienced better evenings. They"d been busy all day on a foraging trip, and now they were being sent out to the generator shed. Neither of them particularly minded working in the generator shed, but the storm was intensifying and at least one of them would have to sit by the ancient machine and fight to keep it running for as long as it was needed.
The crazy part about this whole situation was that the generator was usually started every Saturday morning and they kept it running for twelve hours, once every week. It was a schedule which had been in place ever since they"d arrived here almost ten years before. The schedule never changed.
Now, they were about to go out into some of the nastiest weather imaginable to start the blasted thing on a Thursday evening. It made
