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Desperate, Sean blurted out, “Let me talk to Cody when he gets back. Maybe we can get some answers from him.”
Isaac stopped near one of the doors and glowered back at Sean. “You think you can reason with her boy toy?”
“I know it’s a long shot, but he might be more reasonable away from her. Please, just give me this chance. If it doesn’t work, we’ll leave. What do you say?”
After a long, uncomfortable silence, Paula and Pepe nodded.
Isaac scoffed and shook his head with his eyes in the air. “Fine, but if I get killed, I’m gonna bite your asses first.”
Isaac marched away, leaving Sean to hope his desperate plan worked.
CHAPTER 8
CAUTION
“For a moment,” Rachelle said from the backseat, “I thought you weren’t going to take me.”
“We said we’d take you out, didn’t we?” Didi replied with a smile that crinkled her nose. It was great to see her fun and bubbly side, a nice break from the serious hard case she had to be for all those bitchy people back at camp. She was awesome no matter what, but her playfulness was just the best.
“You know the deal,” Cody added. “You do what we say, when and how we say it.”
Rachelle nodded.
“Oh, and take this.” He dug into his brown leather jacket, pulled out a small revolver, and handed it out to her. “Just in case.”
She fondled the shiny weapon, its smooth surface chilling her fingertips. Cody had trained her with guns like this, but with a laser pointer in the barrel; she never actually fired one. “Are we expecting a lot of rotters?”
Cody and Didi glanced at each other. She faintly shook her head. He smiled back at Rachelle, again saying, “Just in case.”
Okay.
Rachelle glanced at Didi, who was putting on that thick pair of glasses and diving into her Bible again. “You’re always reading that thing. No wonder your eyes are going bad.”
Didi briefly chuckled. “Yeah, that’s why.”
Cody looked amused, too, especially when he said, “Ask her how many times she’s read it.”
Didi smirked at Cody and waved him off. “A fair few, smarty, and it’s just getting good, so shut up.”
Cody quietly chuckled. “You’re going to memorize it before long.”
“I don’t know. I find something new each time I read it.”
Rachelle tried to get a look at the chapter Didi was reading, but couldn’t see. “Which part are you at now?”
“Matthew thirteen,” Didi replied without looking up, “the parable of weeds.”
Rachelle flinched. “Huh?”
Didi smiled at her and leaned closer. “Jesus talks about this guy whose servants found weeds growing in his garden. Supposedly, an enemy planted them. His servants offered to pull the weeds, but he told them not to because it would destroy all the crops, so they had to wait until harvest time.”
“Why was He talking about gardening?”
“It’s a metaphor about growing in faith—no matter what little pricks try to get into your patch,” Didi replied with a grin as she looked back at her Bible, “because when harvest time comes, you’ll be taken as either good or bad depending on how you grow.”
Rachelle’s head spun. “Wow. That’ll make you think.”
“We think about it every day,” Cody said solemnly.
This woman had some serious layers , Rachelle thought, both surprised and impressed.
*****
Craig sighed heavily as he entered his little domicile and plopped into his bottom bunk for a much-needed break, musing over the lies he’d told Isaac. Even after all the time he spent in the caves he helped create, he never could get used to seeing the dead pulling their little energy wheel, let alone the stench. He’d originally designed it for the animals, but he couldn’t figure out how to keep them moving. He enjoyed the irony of the animals playing into the current design after all.
Seated at his desk, Jake wrote something or other in his folder without acknowledging
Isaac stopped near one of the doors and glowered back at Sean. “You think you can reason with her boy toy?”
“I know it’s a long shot, but he might be more reasonable away from her. Please, just give me this chance. If it doesn’t work, we’ll leave. What do you say?”
After a long, uncomfortable silence, Paula and Pepe nodded.
Isaac scoffed and shook his head with his eyes in the air. “Fine, but if I get killed, I’m gonna bite your asses first.”
Isaac marched away, leaving Sean to hope his desperate plan worked.
CHAPTER 8
CAUTION
“For a moment,” Rachelle said from the backseat, “I thought you weren’t going to take me.”
“We said we’d take you out, didn’t we?” Didi replied with a smile that crinkled her nose. It was great to see her fun and bubbly side, a nice break from the serious hard case she had to be for all those bitchy people back at camp. She was awesome no matter what, but her playfulness was just the best.
“You know the deal,” Cody added. “You do what we say, when and how we say it.”
Rachelle nodded.
“Oh, and take this.” He dug into his brown leather jacket, pulled out a small revolver, and handed it out to her. “Just in case.”
She fondled the shiny weapon, its smooth surface chilling her fingertips. Cody had trained her with guns like this, but with a laser pointer in the barrel; she never actually fired one. “Are we expecting a lot of rotters?”
Cody and Didi glanced at each other. She faintly shook her head. He smiled back at Rachelle, again saying, “Just in case.”
Okay.
Rachelle glanced at Didi, who was putting on that thick pair of glasses and diving into her Bible again. “You’re always reading that thing. No wonder your eyes are going bad.”
Didi briefly chuckled. “Yeah, that’s why.”
Cody looked amused, too, especially when he said, “Ask her how many times she’s read it.”
Didi smirked at Cody and waved him off. “A fair few, smarty, and it’s just getting good, so shut up.”
Cody quietly chuckled. “You’re going to memorize it before long.”
“I don’t know. I find something new each time I read it.”
Rachelle tried to get a look at the chapter Didi was reading, but couldn’t see. “Which part are you at now?”
“Matthew thirteen,” Didi replied without looking up, “the parable of weeds.”
Rachelle flinched. “Huh?”
Didi smiled at her and leaned closer. “Jesus talks about this guy whose servants found weeds growing in his garden. Supposedly, an enemy planted them. His servants offered to pull the weeds, but he told them not to because it would destroy all the crops, so they had to wait until harvest time.”
“Why was He talking about gardening?”
“It’s a metaphor about growing in faith—no matter what little pricks try to get into your patch,” Didi replied with a grin as she looked back at her Bible, “because when harvest time comes, you’ll be taken as either good or bad depending on how you grow.”
Rachelle’s head spun. “Wow. That’ll make you think.”
“We think about it every day,” Cody said solemnly.
This woman had some serious layers , Rachelle thought, both surprised and impressed.
*****
Craig sighed heavily as he entered his little domicile and plopped into his bottom bunk for a much-needed break, musing over the lies he’d told Isaac. Even after all the time he spent in the caves he helped create, he never could get used to seeing the dead pulling their little energy wheel, let alone the stench. He’d originally designed it for the animals, but he couldn’t figure out how to keep them moving. He enjoyed the irony of the animals playing into the current design after all.
Seated at his desk, Jake wrote something or other in his folder without acknowledging
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