The Vanishings by Tim LaHaye; Jerry B. Jenkins

Author:Tim LaHaye; Jerry B. Jenkins
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Tribulation (Christian eschatology), Christian, Action & Adventure, End of the world, Fantasy Fiction, Juvenile Fiction, Christian Life, Rapture (Christian eschatology), General, Christian Fiction, Good and Evil, Illinois, Religious, Fiction
ISBN: 9780842321938
Publisher: Tyndale House Publishers
Published: 1998-07-01T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

Vicki's Sad

Awakening

DAWNcame way too soon for Vicki Byrne. The morning sun poured through the slatted window at the back of the house trailer where she shared a tiny bedroom with her little sister.

Vicki lay on her stomach and felt as if she hadn't moved since shortly after she had col-lapsed into bed.

The buzz from the mari-juana was long gone, but she still tasted the stale tobacco from the cigarettes and was hung over from several too many beers. She wondered how soon her mother would come to get her up. Vicki had purposely not set her alarm. Her mother usually roused her just before she left for work and just in time for Vicki to dress, eat, and make the school bus.

That usually happened shortly after Vicki smelled breakfast, or at least coffee coming from the kitchen situated just this side of the living room. This morning she smelled something metallic, but not food. She heard nothing. Was it still too early? Usually after a night like she'd had, her mother would have to shake her to wake her.

She felt as if she could sleep a few more hours. What time was it, anyway? Vicki lifted the covers and rolled to her back. Jeanni was already up. Why couldn't she hear her? Vicki sat up and stretched, rubbing her eyes. Strange. Jeanni's school clothes were still set neatly on her chair. She must be in the bath-room,Vicki decided. She lay back down and waited for her mother.

Half an hour later, Vicki awoke quickly and looked at the clock for the first time. What was this? Had her parents given upon her altogether? They both had to be gone to work by now. Had Jeanni gone off to school in her play clothes?

Vicki dragged herself out of bed. She didn't know what it felt like to be an old woman, but it couldn't be much different from this. She was stiff, and her whole body ached. She padded down the hall to the bathroom, real-izing she was the only one in the trailer. On her way back to the bedroom she suddenly stopped. Something was wrong. She backed up two steps and looked out the window to the asphalt apron.

Vicki squinted and shook her head. What in the world? Her dad's pickup and her mom's little rattletrap of a car were still there! Occasionally one of them would drive the other to work if one of the vehicles wasn't running. And once in a while one of them might get a ride to work with someone else. But both of them? On the same day? Vicki stood staring out the window, trying to make it compute.

Finally, she was convinced, she had figured it out. She hadn't heard anything because she had slept too deeply. Her sister probably dressed for a field trip. And for some reason, something was wrong with both cars on the same day. No big deal. Her mother had not tried to awaken her because she was mad at her.

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