Here’s the next episode of Bugout! California.
Robbie drove slowly down Yukon Street to his apartment. The streets were filled with debris and broken glass.
His driveway was empty. None of the usual cars in the extra spaces in front. The door of the front ground-floor unit was hanging open. The rear ground floor unit past the three garage doors looked fine. He hit his opener and waited for the middle garage door to open, then pulled inside and got out, opening the trunk. He grabbed his tools off the shelves on the left wall, stowing them to the back of the trunk, then hurried up the stairs to his unit. His next-door neighbor cracked open her door.
“Robbie?” the small blonde woman asked. She was small and thin with a pretty face, about Robbie’s age.
“Morgan,” he said. “You okay? How about Brianna?”
“I’m okay, but last night was scary. Brianna’s dad came and got her…
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