Sleepers (Book 7): Sleepers 7 by Druga Jacqueline

Author:Druga, Jacqueline [Druga, Jacqueline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic
Publisher: Permuted Press
Published: 2018-09-24T04:00:00+00:00

18. Sonny

Election night in the camp was quickly turning into party night. I guess in a sense the feeling of relief was really needed.

Beck had packed boxes and bags of the Walmart goodies and passed them out to the women. I took Mera her box. She was ecstatic. Then again, she was also happy about the iPad. While there was no way to download any new games she was having fun with the ones installed on the demo model.

“I’ll be back and we can go over those notes you took,” I told her.

“Please, Sonny, Alex was the last one here. You know how he exaggerates.”

“I do. And here…” I handed her an envelope and slip of paper, “is your ballot.”

“There’s nothing on here. The paper is blank.”

“Yeah, vote for whoever you want. The top four vote getters will be the council. The one with the most is new leader.”

“Who came up with that idea?”

“I did. I also drafted our laws, or a good bit of them.”

“Oh my God, you’re so smart. Give me your pen. I’m casting my vote.”

“You don’t have to right now, I can come back for it.”

“No need.” Mera wrote something down, folded the paper, and put it in the envelope. “My decision is made.” She handed it to me. “Good luck, Sonny.”

“I’ll need it.”

“You have my vote.”

“Really?” I smiled. “That’s awfully nice of you.”

“From what I get, you built the electric fences, you got the power on, and you got me an iPad that works. I am forever grateful. Don’t sell yourself short. Although, keep in mind if people don’t vote for you, it’s probably because they know you do so much and being leader will interfere.”

I nodded. She was cute saying that and it was obvious she lost her memory because if she didn’t, surely she would know, I wasn’t in the running.

I left her to sort through the box and told her to radio me what she wanted to trade and I’d reach out to the other women.

When I got to the dining area it was more of a party than an election process. Rod Stilton set up the Fine and Shine fountain complete with his moonshine, the women were exchanging underwear, and Miles guarded the ballot box as if it were some prized possession.

“You having a good time?” I asked Miles.

“I will. Making sure one vote per person,” Miles said. “Eight more minutes. Then I’ll have a drink.”

“I’m sure you can have one now.”

“Nope. Nope. I’m on duty.”

“So, like, considering this was once a jail, do you feel like you’re back in your old world job?”

“Sometimes I get flashbacks. Never bad. How about you?”

“I learned a lot when I was here. So it can’t be all bad. Can I vote?”

“Sure.”

“Oh, and here’s Mera’s.” I placed it in the box, and picked up my piece of paper. I knew who I was going to vote for. It was obvious. There was only one person I trusted to be leader. Even though I knew there would be decisions I’d disagree with I knew he would be unbiased in making them.

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