Agenda 21 by Glenn Beck & Harriet Parke

Author:Glenn Beck & Harriet Parke
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3, epub
Tags: Politics, Azizex666
ISBN: 9781476717005
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Published: 2012-11-20T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

David stood before me, a thin line of sweat shining above his lip. Two Authority Figures, looking stiff as the nightsticks the Gatekeepers carried, stood on either side of him. He had a clean spare uniform and his mat rolled under his arm. I lowered my eyes and waited for the Authority Figures to speak.

There in the dirt by my shoe was a ladybug, lying motionless on her back. I focused on her, afraid to look up. If I looked up, I might smile. I might look happy. I might ruin everything. The ladybug didn’t move. I didn’t move. It hurt my chest to breathe.

The Authority Figures droned out the Pledges of Pairing. I saw their boots, shiny and black with heavy metal eyelets and thick laces. David’s shoes were not as sturdy, not as shiny. The hems of their uniforms, the heavy black fabric folded up into crisp cuffs, carried bits of dirt along the bottoms.

And still they droned on.

“Praise be to the Republic.”

I almost dropped one of the nourishment cubes while making the circle sign.

“Praise be to the Republic.”

With that the Authority Figures turned as one and stepped in stiff unison back to the bus-box. The Transport Team jerked away from the gate, and the Gatekeeper made a notation on his clipboard. The wooden side rails of the bus-box rattled and clattered and then faded out of earshot.

David and I went into the space that was now ours. We stood there in the eating area. He was still holding his extra uniform. We stood there not knowing what to do next. Finally I held out one of the nourishment cubes.

“Later,” he said. “Later.” His voice was thick and deep. He dropped his extra uniform, put both of the cubes on the eating counter, and held his hands out to me.

“First this,” he said, as he pulled me closer to him. I felt the heat of his hands, of his arms around me, of his face next to mine. He kissed me and I felt the softness of his lips.

“And now this,” he said, picking up his sleeping mat and unrolling it next to mine. I watched him undress, watched him toss his clothes onto my energy board. I undressed slowly, methodically, folding my clothes, my hands shaking.

“You are such a beautiful woman. I had no idea how beautiful. Yes, praise be. But not to the Republic.”

We spent the evening on his new sleeping mat, twined around each other like vines on trees.

Later, much later, we ate our nourishment cubes.

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