didn’t need anyone, like Henry David Thoreau, the quintessential misanthrope. Well, I had myself mostly convinced. Besides, Thoreau had a secret craving for people to love and accept his literary works.
Okay, yeah, I really liked having Kelly with me. She was pretty, sexy, loved sex, and was pleasant company, and I was slowly coming to realize she was quite smart, but I damn sure didn’t need anyone else. I mean, who needed friends, right?
We turned into our driveway as the sun was disappearing beyond the horizon. It was getting dark enough to use the headlights as Kelly jumped out and unlocked the heavy steel gate. I drove through, stopped and waited as she locked it and jumped back into the truck. When I parked, we sat there in silence a moment.
“Those two seemed sketchy,” I finally said. She didn’t respond. “I mean, look at the way they made contact, it seemed strange to me.”
“Well, I’d say after you threatened to kill them we can pretty much write them off.” She got out of the truck and walked into the dark house before I had a chance to respond.
It was completely dark when I had everything unloaded. Kelly had the fire going and dinner ready. She and I ate a quiet dinner of ground chuck and mixed vegetables. We shared the same plate and beverage glass with candlelight for illumination. The lack of conversation continued.
“This is the last of the fresh meat,” I commented. “We have some smoked meat, but maybe I ought to butcher a cow tomorrow.” Kelly responded with an unintelligible mumble.
I knew this was the part of a relationship where I was supposed to communicate and work out an amicable solution, but I wasn’t sure I cared about any kind of an amicable solution. I mean, I didn’t need any friends, and neither did Kelly. She had me.
After dinner the two of us cleaned up the kitchen, mostly in continued silence.
“I’m going to check outside,” I muttered. I saw a slight nod, but that was the only acknowledgement. I made the last rounds, ensuring everything was secure and there was no unknown threat, no hidden enemy lying in wait to attack us in the night. Locking the three deadbolts, I added some wood into the fireplace and watched as the flames took hold.
“Do you want to play some chess?” I asked. Kelly shook her head.
“I think I’d rather lie by the fire tonight, okay?”
“Sure,” I replied.
We brushed our teeth together, undressed, and got under the covers. In spite of the tension in the air, it seemed natural when we worked our bodies together into a spoon. I had my arm draped over her and she stroked it lovingly. I made several attempts to say something, but could get no further than a sigh. Kelly squeezed my arm.
“If you’ve got something to say, please just say it.”
“I’ve got trust issues,” I finally said. “I don’t know how much you remember, but it started with Macie’s boyfriend, Jason. He and his friends tried to ambush and kill me.”
“Julie told me about that. But, you killed them, right?”
“Yeah, they were stupid and didn't stand a chance, but Andie’s uncle, the captain, he came very close to killing me. Felix, my best friend at one time, turned on me. Colonel Coltrane abducted me, had everyone killed and kidnapped my children. And those people at the school, they act like I’m nothing more than a guest and seem to have totally forgotten I’m the one who came up with the original concept of the school and gave them a place to live.”
“I understand, Zach, but there’s something you’re not seeing.”
“What’s that?”
“We need to rebuild,” she said. She rolled around to where she was now facing me.
“Think about it. There’s only so much the two of us can do. Look at how much Tonya has accomplished with the group of people she has. A couple of psychologists, Floyd the crippled farmer, Rhonda was a nanny back in the day, she has no special skills. Gus, who knows what the hell he did, but it couldn’t have
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