Lee was at the police station staring blankly at Kenly’s desk, but not sitting behind it. His breathing was shallow, his hands unflinching.
“Lee…” Ethan was giving out a lot of hugs today, and the rarest of all went to his brother. “Are you okay?” He asked, almost unable to let go as his throat choked up.
“I am… Kenly’s not.” Lee could handle almost anything, all the death and horror he’d seen in his short life, but this was somehow different. Rarely had he witnessed true heroism, but when he had it struck him to the core. “Crazy bastard.” He broke down and wept for the first time since the world ended. Lee straightened himself and looked around at the personal effects of a great man after the tears stopped.
“How’d he go?”
“Like a fuckin’ Marine.” Lee laughed as he cried. “Stupid bastard plowed his Cadillac into platoon of Federals… Got out and started banging away at ‘em with those cap & ball pistols you gave him… He saved twelve men and a bunch of small children they were protecting, all pinned down behind that old red caboose in the park… I don’t even know what he was thinking.”
“He wasn’t. He was just doing what was right.” Ethan breathed deeply, not sure how to tell Lee about Jimmy and Allen, or even about Tammy. Sabrina and her girlfriend were close friends of Lee’s now. The loss of one was as tragic as the loss of both. “So who’s in charge now?”
“Your wife.”
Ethan sank into the chair next to the door he was accustomed to receiving his ass chewings in. Aaron Kenly could really start yelling when he hadn’t had his morning Scotch & Doobie. “God help us. What now?”
Lee paused for a long time. “Now comes the big shebang…”
“The Second American Civil War.”
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