The Burning Dead Page #3

folks and the red tape.

You know, you haven't

signed my boot yet.

Never heard of anybody

signing a boot.

You get a cast on there,

and I'll break out my Sharpie.

I'll write you

a real love letter.

Okay, boss.

You know, maybe you shouldn't play

rodeo clown in your off time.

Maybe.

Remember,

you're in Northern California now, pilgrim.

I need to get me

one of them map things.

Copy that.

Denton out.

Rodeo clown...

Girls, you need to

get out of here.

Really, after all these years,

that's all you have to say?

Yep.

Haven't you heard?

Yes, Dad.

We have at least another week

before it's gonna blow.

Well, then, I guess I got time

for a hug.

Come here, Nikki!

Give your gramps a hug!

Oh, you are just as purty

as ever, doll.

Whoo!

You just haven't changed a bit.

Yeah, right.

I've doubled in height.

Well, I knew you'd grow.

Too bad you weren't

here to see it.

Good to see you, too.

You ready?

We need to leave.

Why don't you and I go in

and have some tea

and leave your mom and, uh,

your friend out here

to talk about us?

You serious?

You said I had a week

before that damn thing blows.

I mean about leaving Ryan and I

out here.

Oh, that?

Yeah, I'm serious.

You know,

you and Mom don't have to be

so nasty to each other.

No...

...I reckon we don't.

Cheers.

Mom did what she thought

was right.

She-she didn't know.

Nikki.

I don't wanna get into it.

I remember coming here.

You always had a pack of gum in

the top shelf of that cabinet...

...which I could never reach.

Well, not for lack of trying.

You used to stack up

everything in the place

just to get at that gum.

You can reach it now.

Go on, have a piece.

Just one?

Nah, it's been too long.

Have as many as you like.

You used to make me sing or do a

trick before you'd give me a piece.

Well?

You still got it.

Place looks the same

as I remember.

Except this.

- You have an iPad?

- I sure do, doll.

I also tumble on Tumblr,

Reddit, and tweet.

Wow.

I guess you can

teach an old dog...

All right, that's it.

I'm gonna get me an app.

I'm gonna teach you

some manners.

You know, I would love

to follow "Old Ben's Friends"

on one condition.

What's that, Tweety Bird?

You follow me and Mom

outta here.

Is that the best offer you got?

Or we can just sit here and talk

until our fiery death

by volcano.

Because I'm not leaving here

without you.

Really?

Really.

What in the name of

Stephen Hawking is she doing?

Hey!

You've got to evacuate!

The safe zone is ten miles out!

Then you better get going.

It's okay.

I know what I'm doing.

I'm a professional photographer

and a blogger.

Yeah, well, I'm a volcanologist.

A what?

I'm telling you, this volcano

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