"We know you are here," yelled a voice from the front of the camping supply store. Xing Xin Ya and I had pretty much cleared out everything of use, so it wasn't like there was a lot blocking our view of the 10 guys pouring in through the front door.
And when I said pretty much cleared everything out, I think I should clarify that we only left behind the racks that the clothes were hanging on and a few of the shelves. Even then I had been debating whether or not they would be useful in my space.
You never knew when you needed shelves for jars of preserved food. Now if only there were mason jars in this world, I could die a happy woman… if I could die that was.
Speaking about death, I was determined to just sit back and let the men handle everything.
