Awakening: Dystopian Romance (Absence of Song Book 1) by Stone C.B

Author:Stone, C.B. [Stone, C.B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: InkedPlot Media
Published: 2015-01-31T08:00:00+00:00

VII

“WHEN will father be home?” I mumble around a mouth filled with delicious roast, juices seeping down my chin before I can catch them. Seems to be a lot of that happening these days, I think to myself ruefully.

It has been a long time since we’ve had any real meat like the delicious feast spread out before us. It’s one of the very few benefits of my parents working for the Ministry. If nothing else, they often feed their own above and beyond normal rations. Although, even that perk seems to come less and less often these days.

“He should be home in a few hours.” My mother looks at the clock sitting on the mantle, one of the few technologies we are allowed to have. The Ministry often preaches about the importance of being on time as well as using said time wisely. “Noah will have to sleep in the shed again, and should probably head back there right after dinner, to be safe.”

Noah nods, biting into one of the fat, scrumptious carrots we were able to pick from the garden, a carrot that hadn’t been there just a few days earlier. “I understand, Mrs. Rose, and I’ll be sure to stay out of the way.”

I have to hide a smile at how earnest he looks. And cute, but I try not to dwell on that too much. “Father mentioned something about the Ministry sensing some weird electrical signals earlier today. Did you happen to hear anything about it?” I ask.

“I didn’t, but he has a higher level of security clearance than I do, so they don’t tell me much of anything that’s important. When did he tell you this?”

“He came home earlier in the day to check on me, told me then.”

My mother looks concerned. “And the markings on the shed weren’t there?”

“They weren’t,” I say. “At least not that I’m aware. Speaking of which, after dinner, I need to try to paint over it.”

“Not a bad idea,” Mama responds. “I’ll try to get some information out of him when he gets home tonight, but he’s so tight-lipped I can’t guarantee he’ll tell me anything.”

The silence in the room is overwhelming after she says that. I can’t argue with her either, my father takes his job very seriously and often doesn’t tell us any more than he feels we need to know.

He actually takes his job far more seriously than he has to, I often think. At times he seems more officer and less my father than anything else. And I know I’m not the only one who notices it, because he can be the same way with Mama sometimes.

I take a few more bites from the roast, savoring the meaty flavor and relishing the feeling of a full tummy. It has been a long time since a meal left me feeling so sated.

Looking over at Noah, I realize he’s probably gone even longer without a good meal, without even the bare scraps I normally receive. And yet, he didn’t gorge himself like I did when my plate had been set down in front of me.

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