Jon smiled, looking at his two daughters, it’s true, daughters do wrap their fathers around their little fingers. I love them and Erin more than life itself. I pity the boy who knocks on the door to date one or the boy who mistreats my angels. They’ll never find the remains. Jon laughed to himself. With this weather, I won’t have to even dig a hole. Just leave them outside and the blizzard will bury them for me. A noise above Jon’s head made him look up. I better check on the roof again, I need to make sure the snow does not crush the ceiling, or we’ll lose the house. Damn stuff is a lot heavier than most people think. Why are we still here? The Prime Minister told us it was a lost cause. We should all leave and leave as quickly as possible.
Should we leave? I think we should have left months ago when the government issued their initial warning. Go south, they said, get away from the coming ice age and glaciers they said. I remember laughing. An ice age when everyone was talking about global warming? Plainly the warming would contradict the snow, and we’d be fine. Boy, was I wrong. I remember when the weather changed. Boy, was I was shocked. The howling wind blew ice and snow against my exposed skin like knives slicing me. Listen to that. The wind sounds like it’s screaming, it’s shaking the house.
The ice is rattling the windows. I stopped attempting to keep the driveway clean days ago. It was a battle of diminishing returns. For every foot I shoveled, two fell. Where would we go? Every store has been closed for a long time. There’s no place to go unless we finally agree to leave and go south.
I don’t think we have a choice, either we leave now, or we might not ever be able to. I don’t want my angels to die from starvation and the cold. We’re going to have to leave, head south. What’s the most supplies we can fit into the Denali with us? We’ll need food, lots of carbs and protein to keep our bodies going. Water we can get by filling water bottles with the snow. Fuel will be another issue as I don’t know if any of the stations still have gas. Damn it, we should have left months ago. We’ll also need defensive weapons. Damn Canada and their assault rifle ban. I have a shotgun and two 10/22s. Of course, I still have my father’s old 1911 and some ammo in the basement. It’s not much, but anything is better than nothing. I’ll talk with Erin when she wakes. I think, no, I know it’s time to leave. While the girls are packing the food, I’ll check the Denali’s engine and fluids. I’m torn about whether we should take the trailer or not. I wish I knew more about the road conditions before we started the journey.
I’m glad I put the chains on a few months ago. I’m worried about the cold’s effect on the battery. Yeah, I really hate to leave our house. The girls were born here and it’s the only home they’ve ever known, but it’s time, no, it’s past time. Now the journey will be risky. Had we left months ago, we could have left in a convoy in case something happened along the way, we’d have been with others.
I’m not convinced which route we should take. Due east on Route 2 into Maine through Fredericton or southwest on Route 1 along the water through Saint John and into Maine. 2 is a better highway and it turns into US Interstate 95, which leads us all the way to Florida. Route 1 may be less snowy along the water. The water may be warmer than the land, but then we’ll have to drive across rural Maine before we reach their Interstate.
I wish I knew someone in both cities so I could get some details on the routes. Thank God the American President, Robert Lanoha, said Canadians didn’t require any papers to enter America. He even said he’d treat us the same as his own citizens. Our Prime Minister even moved our government in exile to the United States. I guess that was the indication we should have left. I guess Canada is finished as a country.
Yeah, it’s time to leave. I was born and raised under the Maple Flag, but soon there won’t be anything left of Canada except for the polar bears. At least the climate change people will be happy, and they won’t have to worry about global warming and the loss of the polar bear’s hunting grounds. According to the news last night, packs of bears have been attacking people. I hope they haven’t developed a taste for us.
I tried and I prayed the warm weather would fight the cold. I prayed the sun would burn through the crap in the atmosphere. I prayed the Gulf Stream would keep us warm. I was wrong on all counts. I’ve seen the maps. The ice and snow are advancing like an invading army and we have no defense. No army we have can stop or even slow the advance. The ice sheets are thickening and are over one hundred feet in places. A wall of moving white is descending like a curtain covering the country.
The white is also covering Europe and Russia. Everything in the Northern Hemisphere may be buried under the sheet of ice for thousands of years. Thousands of years! This really is the end of the world as we knew it. Ah, Erin is
