It’s just a flat tire....

A moment of silence passes, that to Jessica felt like an eternity. Then finally, she hears her father shout.

“It’s just a flat tire; if you'll grab the jack from the cabinet, then I’ll get the spare ready!”

Jessica sighs in relief, as she steps out of the RV into t.he warm sun as she brings him the jack and other tools.

“This is going to take me a little bit, so why don’t you take your bike off the back, grab your rifle, and ride up that hill there?" Her father suggests, "Make sure we're clear of danger.”

Now, of course, Jessica knew this served two purposes: He wanted her to not only watch out for danger but be a safe distance away should there be an ambush.