After the Bombs Fell by Elyzabeth Johanna

Author:Elyzabeth Johanna [Johanna, Elyzabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781072660460
Publisher: EBpublications
Published: 2019-06-06T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17: Founding day

Days carried on and we started to fall into a rhythm. I didn’t work at the Nation building every day, as there was another girl who I shared the job with. I presumed there was two of us so that we would not run into our own files, although I had already seen Hamish’s.

We spent most of our hours after work looking through books. It was a slow process, but Hamish tried his best to teach me. Every time we read together, he got this sparkle in his eye I had not seen since I had met him. He got excited, and encouraging every time I recognized something, or read something right.

Over the days, which turned into months, the snow started to melt outside. Even though it was still cold, there were talks in the Nation building of the nuclear winter coming to an end. It brought some hope back, and as the days grew longer, life seemed to get brighter as well.

Hamish had gotten a pay raise in the army as he had marked off another year of service. The first night on his new pay, he had brought home some of the cheap booze I knew that Edin’s husband used to spend most of his money on.

A bit curious, I had taken a sip, immediately spitting it out because of the sharp taste. He had not been able to stop laughing for minutes, claiming my face was hilarious. Especially after the story he had told about the Molotov cocktail and the cheap booze taking the skin right off.

The second day, we bought some chicken, and he had even bought some extra potatoes and cans so that I could bring them to Edin in the factory. Even though we were not rich, we could afford it and it was so nice of him.

As I did not want to make any of the other women jealous, so we decided to bring it to her home. Making our way to block A after one of Hamish’s shifts, she was surprised but welcoming. At first she didn’t want to take the food from us, but after persuading her to use it for the kids, she was grateful.

I sat with her, enjoying a cup of tea as she complained about her husband being gone on another booze bender. Jealously gazing at Hamish, whom was entertaining her four little children.

‘’When is it your turn?’’ She asked curiously, looking as Hamish was throwing her youngest son up in the air, met with loud laughter every time.

‘’I don’t know, we aren’t that close yet.’’ I admitted.

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