Total pages in book: 163
Estimated words: 150878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 754(@200wpm)___ 604(@250wpm)___ 503(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 150878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 754(@200wpm)___ 604(@250wpm)___ 503(@300wpm)
Layne got on behind Asher and I propped myself on the seat behind Leon, and then they both turned the keys already in the ignitions and began slowly driving up the winding road.
I estimated there were about thirty homes in this neighborhood, and it only took about five minutes to get to the top, slips of stunning mansions visible through the trees as we rolled by. The dirt bikes turned into a driveway and came to a stop in front of a gorgeous white brick estate, an empty water fountain sitting off to the side. I hefted my backpack on my shoulder, the familiar movement causing my heart to constrict. It had been a constant for the last however many miles as I’d traveled with Tuck.
Tuck.
Tuck.
“Follow me,” Leon said. “I’ll show you where you’ll be staying.”
I hesitated, glancing around at the quiet night, lanterns flickering and the scent of night-blooming jasmine somewhere close by tickling my nose. I heard the dirt bike fire up as Asher drove away and then turned toward Leon and Layne and followed them to the front of the house.
“It’s safe here,” Leon said as we entered. “You’ll have nothing to worry about.”
We set our things down in the foyer. The inside of the home was as beautiful as the outside, marble floors and unlit crystal chandeliers sparkling in the candlelight scattered all around the vast foyer. Leon led us into a sitting room on the right with a soaring ceiling, and similarly lit by hundreds of candles. I almost startled when I noticed an old man standing near the window with blue velvet curtains. He smiled kindly and walked toward us, his cane tapping on the floor. “I’m sorry to startle you. I just realized how spooky I must look, an old man standing in the shadows. I promise I’m not as eerie as first impressions might suggest. Welcome to Cielo Hills,” he said. “Hi, Leon.”
“Merrick. I’m going to go get some water for me and Emily and Layne.”
He nodded as Leon turned and left the room. “Please come and sit down. You must be so tired. I’m Merrick Winchester, and I insist you call me Merrick. This is my home and it’s my honor to share it.”
We approached the old man with the cane. Layne shook his hand and then I did too, his skin papery but his grip strong. “Thank you so much for allowing us here. The world, it’s…” I was suddenly lost for words. Or…no, it wasn’t that I didn’t have the words, it was that there were too many attempting to fill my mouth all at once and my brain was too tired to choose just one: terrifying, awful, tragic, lonely…
But Mr. Winchester—Merrick—who was still holding my hand, gave it a gentle squeeze. “I know, my dear. We’re very lucky. We wanted to pack this community with as many as possible, but there are only so many resources. We did the math and came up with a number based on the crops and the few animals we have…” He sighed. “Even so, rationing will be necessary as I’ve told every newcomer here. I hope you’re prepared for that. So many are doing the same, I suppose, whether their land is miles wide or one square inch.”
“Not everyone is calculating how much they can realistically share,” I said as we all sat down. “Some are hoarding.”
“Yes, it’s base human nature, of course, to hoard. You always hope that in a moment like this, you’d act in such a way that your legacy would be honor, but you never truly know until it arrives, I suppose.”
“It seems like you acted quickly to help as many as possible as soon as the event happened,” Layne said.
“We had a community meeting the morning after the power went down. No one knew exactly what had happened, but we explored the possibilities and made agreements based on worst-case scenarios. In some sense, we set up this community with just such a disaster in mind. But none of us imagined something of this magnitude would actually come to pass. Before this, it had become somewhat of a group pet project if you will, a way to use the land with purpose. I like to think it’s kept us young.” A fleeting smile touched his face. “If we’d truly known what would happen, we would have done so much more.” He looked away for a moment. “As a result, our resources will only go so far. Still, to lock ourselves behind a gate while others we might have helped suffered outside, was unthinkable to all of us.”
My shoulders relaxed and I pulled in a full breath after what felt like a day of oxygen deprivation. These were good people. I’d arrived in a safe place after all. Thanks to Leon.