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Lynn laughed. 'I'd say that's the least of your worries.'
'What about going home?' Carol asked.
'Too dangerous,' Steve said, and started cutting into his meat.
'If I could think of any way to get home,' John said, 'we wouldn't be here. I'd give anything to be with Kara right now. But I just don't see how it can be done. Maybe I'd be able to handle whoever's outside, I don't know. I don't know how many there are, or how they might be armed. But the problem's the rain. If I get wet, it's all over. I'd be just like them. Hell, I might just turn around and come in to nail you people.'
'We just have to wait for the rain to stop,' Steve said.
'Eat, drink and be merry,' Carol muttered. She tongued some salt off the rim of her glass. 'I hope Peggy hurries with those drinks. If I'm gonna die, I want to be good and sloshed.'
'Nobody's going to die,' Lynn told her.
'Tell that to those poor slobs in the freezer. I'm sure the news would cheer them up considerably.'
'We're all going to be fine,' Lynn persisted. John reached around her back and caressed her shoulder.
You tell them, honey.
'Before we know it,' she said, 'the rain'll let up and we'll all go on home and this'll be just like a bad dream. Isn't that right, honey?'
'Yep.'
'Bullshit,' Carol said.
'Eat your food,' Steve told her.
'We're perfectly safe in here,' Lynn said. 'Look how

 
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