Cascade Collection by Phil Maxey

Author:Phil Maxey [Maxey, Phil]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-11T22:00:00+00:00

The End.

BOOK THREE

CHAPTER ONE

Mary watched the dust fall from the rafters. Most of the population of the Portland camp was hiding underground, and she felt like they were all in the basement with her. A young child coughed, trying to breathe in the thick pungent air. This was the second night she had been down here, doing her best act as parent to children and nurse to others. Colonel Tinley had ordered everyone he deemed not useful into the makeshift shelters of the town, which was located at the southeastern corner of the camp.

Irene felt along the wall and sat on the stained sofa pillow next to Mary. It would usually be Mary’s instinct to help guide a blind person if she saw them walking in an unsure manner, but she knew better to try that with Irene.

“Chloe’s cough is playing up again. I’ve told her to keep a cloth over her mouth when she’s down here, but she never listens.”

The young girl looked up when hearing her name, and Irene pointed to her mouth. She then obliged by pulling a small cloth out of her pocket and placing it over her mouth and nose.

Mary looked around the space that her, Irene and about ten others were inside of. It mirrored the size of the single story home above it, being roughly thirty-feet square and was once used by someone who was quite the DIY enthusiast. Tools lined walls and worktops, and four wooden pillars stood at fifteen-foot intervals. Sleeping beds, pillows and blankets smothered the floor for most of the young to lie on. They had also found some tinsel to put up to give the kids at least a sense of Christmas. She then looked at Irene. She had told Mary that she was in her thirties but she always seemed so much older.

“I know you’re looking at me.”

Mary giggled. “How do you do that?”

“You just get a knack for it, usually when those around you go dead quiet, they are looking at you. I can also hear your heartbeat.”

“Now I know you’re joking!”

Irene smiled.

The music of destruction had lulled for an hour and most of the children were asleep or about to be, when it started up again. A knock came on the old wooden door above their heads, which then opened.

“Ma’am, you have to move, this area has been compromised,” with the young soldier’s words came the sound of war. The clatter of automatic fire combined with roars and screams interspersed with small explosions.

Mary leaped to her feet, and started walking from child to child. “Come on, everyone up, we need to move again.”

A blonde girl around the age of seven looked up at her and started crying. Mary kneeled down. “Jess, no need to be so worried, hold on to your doll, it will protect you from the mean animals.” The girl squeezed the doll tight to her chest and got to her feet.

“When will Santa come?”

Mary wasn’t sure how to reply. “Soon,” she then

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