Joss Ware - The Envy Chronicles - 1 by Beyond the Night

Author:Beyond the Night [Night, Beyond the]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-01-16T23:34:32.080000+00:00

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“I want to know why there are so many pregos around here,” Fence muttered in Elliott’s ear as they stood to leave.

“I’d suppose that if the human race was nearly destroyed, it would make sense to try and repopulate it as quickly and efficiently as possible,” Quent commented. “Looks as if it’s working.”

“Cool. Free love and all,” Fence replied, his smile flashing wickedly. “I can help with that.”

Lou must have heard them, for he stopped his fake shuffling walk, and turned to address Quent.

“Actually, that was quite a bone of contention for a while, early on. There were people who wanted, literally, to set up breeding arrangements and to actually monitor them. But most of us agreed that it would be best to let nature take its course, with an emphasis on trying to find a mate and procreate.”

He took a few slow steps, then turned with a smile and said, “There are, after all, no condoms or any other birth control anymore. There’s no reason for it, and in fact, it would almost be considered bad taste to try and prevent a pregnancy. Our fertile women are well cared for and encouraged to have as many children as they like.”

Logical and interesting. And a relief that procreation wasn’t somehow managed or controlled by the governing body, for that could easily have happened in a society desperate to regenerate itself.

“Don’t you worry about inbreeding?” asked Elliott.

“We do. We keep very careful records,” Lou explained. “But we’re only on our second generation since the Change, and so far there hasn’t been a problem. And of course, now the five of you have appeared. New, fresh blood.” He smiled and stroked his goatee. “Be prepared to be accosted.”

“Hot damn,” said Fence. “That’s me. Fresh fucking blood.”

“Wouldn’t that be fresh bloodfucking ?” Lou said with a laugh.

Elliott snorted. He was really beginning to appreciate the elderly man’s sense of humor and pragmatism.

Considering what he’d lived through, and how much of a hand he must have had in the evolution of this new society, he was very practical and energetic. It could have been much different if the wrong person—or people—had survived.

Three months After

Have settled into life, such as we know it.

It’s clear that no one from the outside will come to help. Whatever happened has happened everywhere.

No planes, no sign of any human life besides us.

Number has grown to 765—survivors from Vegas and others that have wandered until they found us.

Have made the hotel’s Statue of Liberty visible. A new role for her.

Emergency and urgent task teams have now turned into day-to-day operations intent on creating a Page 106

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