Scorched: The Last Nomads (The Burnt Earth Series Book 1) by Melanie Karsak

Author:Melanie Karsak [Karsak, Melanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Clockpunk Press
Published: 2017-10-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

I cast a glance in the direction of Park Building. I’d been so busy that day I hadn’t even realized the others had been preparing a feast. As the others departed, I noticed that some of them they were carrying baskets of food. The crops grown on the easternmost edge of The Park were meager. This meal would cost us, and we would need the supplies from Low Tide more than ever. Without a sustainable solution, The Park would not make it. In six years, when the Dead Troupe passed by once more, would we be gone?

Enrique emerged from the crowd and came toward me.

“Keyes, Ramsey said you agreed to let me take the motorcycle. Legba told me I could attach the bike to the back of their trolley. It would be better if I worked on it while the others were…distracted,” he said in a low voice, looking back at the crowd headed toward Park Building.

Ronan raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

“Keyes, make sure you come eat something,” Samara said, frowning at Enrique.

I smiled at her. “Thank you. I’ll be there in a bit.” I looked back at Enrique. “Yeah, come on.”

I led Enrique to the garage where the bike sat parked. I lifted the fuel can the Dead Troupe had given me and filled the tank to the top. After, I gave Enrique a brief run-down on how to get the bike started. “Once the engine is warm, you should be good to go.”

He nodded. “I’ll be back tomorrow night with news. Even if Ash and the others aren’t ready to come back, I’ll return so everyone knows,” Enrique said reassuringly.

Again, I nodded.

Taking that as all the acknowledgment he was going to get, Enrique left, pushing the bike over to the trolley. Tiny was waiting to help him secure the bike to the back.

I frowned. I still needed to convince Legba to let me come, and time was running out.

I dropped the fuel can off by the door of the trolley and headed back to my house to clean up. I slipped out of my sweat-soaked shirt only to realize all of my clothes were in need of laundering. I cast a glance at Ash’s clothes then grabbed her maroon and gray shirt. As I slid it on, I caught my sister’s scent. The smell of the soap we used to wash our clothes clung to the fabric, but so did that sweet smell that always perfumed my sister’s hair. I smiled, comforted by the smell, and safe in the knowledge there was no way Ash would ever know I had borrowed her shirt—a forbidden act.

Freshened up, I headed to Park Building. A long table had been set up in the lobby. I saw flatbread, peppers, beans, okra, and even a few pieces of melon. Someone had even opened a few of the canned foods. There were also sweet treats which the children were circling like vultures. I looked over the crowd, seeing Cox—the teenaged boy who had saved Earth—with a group of his friends.

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