Game of the Gods by Ted Fink

Author:Ted Fink [Fink, Ted]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-16T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 39

Buckley was pleased when, the following morning, Frankie told him he’d decided that if Kat wanted to work with the animals, it was okay with him. But, because of her poor health, he’d work with her in case she couldn’t handle things by herself.

Buckley was relieved. He’d lost some sleep over Frankie. He’d liked the boy when Frankie was a kid, felt sorry for him, especially with Umpy as a father and with his sister as a mother. The kid hadn’t had much of a chance; that one-armed son of a bitch had laid some lumps on Frankie over the years.

None of that mattered now, though. Buckley could not—would not—tolerate dissension on the ark, which was what he’d officially named it. After all, that’s what it was, and Buckley felt vindicated. He’d waited for the Voice to tell him it wasn’t a good idea, but the Voice had never come.

As far as Frankie was concerned, kin or no kin, Frankie had to toe the line, or make room for someone else. “Fit in or phase out” is what Buckley had planned to tell him, but Frankie had instead come to him before breakfast and, after looking out the porthole to see if it was still raining, told him he and Kat would take care of the animals.

Buckley smiled and nodded. “Good,” was all he said—his final word on the subject. He had too many other things to think about, and this felt good, the decision Frankie had made and the way he’d made it.

Buckley liked the people on board. Shepard and Edgar were staunch, both good men, and he no longer felt so alone, so ridiculous, now that others were in it with him. If he was crazy, so were they. And since the day of their arrival, he’d had not one drink, not even a beer. He felt strong, stronger than he’d felt in years. He’d even lost some weight. Maybe it was because of their presence, and maybe, just maybe, it had something to do with the rain, because by that time, it’d rained for five straight days.

No one knew, of course, that 120 hours of rain was just a drop in the proverbial bucket.

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