Sandra Ball is a young actress who’s career was propelled by appearances in two spy thriller movies. As the result of an accident she is injured, trapped, and alone in a wooded area. She is rescued but faces a shattered career and a vastly altered life. Will that life be cut short by men more dangerous than the spies she faced on the screen? Sandra is the first of a series of stories with a cast common to the whole series.
She reached back and found her backpacks and bedroll were still tied to the mule roll bar. With some effort she was able to untie the bedroll and put it on the seat next to her. She thought for a moment and tied it to the grab bar between the seats so it would not roll off. If anything fell out of her reach she would not be able to retrieve it. She must be very careful to not allow anything to get beyond that small area. She freed the one back pack and moved it to the seat, then looped the seat belt through the straps. She was in pain and sweating when she was done. With any movement of her upper body she could feel the ends of the bones in her upper leg grind. The pain was intense. She knew her femurs were broken just above the knees. After a few minutes of rest she was able to reach the other backpack and get it buckled to the seat next to her. She opened the dash compartment and took an inventory. It held a flashlight, two spare sets of D batteries, a .22 pistol with a clip, two extra clips of ammunition, two rolls of duct tape, two disposable ponchos, a pair of pliers, a screwdriver and a first aid kit. She took out the flashlight, checked it then put it back for later use.
She opened the one backpack and took inventory. She had put a six pack of bottled water in one just before they left. She checked the bottles, they were all intact. She returned them to the backpack. She had put in a pack of a dozen food bars and six packs of snack crackers. There were two sweaters, two pairs of socks, a couple of pull over shirts, a pull over hat, two pairs of slacks and a plastic bag with a half dozen Kotex. Her dad told her once that they could be used for wound dressings and held in place with duct tape. She zipped it shut and checked the other backpack.
It had three bottles of water and a six pack of Root Beer – her favorite she noted, a couple of waterproof ponchos, a small blanket, two bags of potato chips, seven magazines, a cell phone, two portable two way radios, three sets of spare batteries for the radios, two bottles of mosquito repellent, some medications including packs of Tylenol, Benadryl and a nearly a half bottle of Advil. She carefully put each item back in the pack as she checked it. On the plus side she would easily have enough food and water for a couple of days. She put on some of the mosquito repellent, carefully closed it and put it in the backpack. Her dad had always insisted they take these two packs when they used the mule, they could add things they wanted but they both went along.
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