​     "You all still in the safe room?" Gramps asked into the com. 

​     "Uh, well..."

​     "Abby! Tell me you're alone. Do ​not tell me there's someone out there with you."

​     "Well, the girls, they..."

     "Abby!"

​     "They're tearing apart our house, ​Father. I'm not about to just let them..."

​     "Okay. Okay, listen, get back in the safe room, all of you."

​     He started his van up.

​     "Tell me when you're all back where you should have been in the first place." 

​     Abby said, "This is going to...Cathy!" 

​     "I heard him. I'm coming."

     "Okay," Abby said. "Okay, we're about ready to...Okay, now we're..."  

​     "You're in, and the door's locked, right?"

​     "Exactly."

​     "Okay," Gramps said as he stomped on the accelerator. "Get ready."       

     "I'm coming in."

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