Upon This Rock_Book 1_First Contact by David Marusek

Author:David Marusek [Marusek, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Sci-Fi & Fantasy
ISBN: 9780998863320
Google: sUHdAQAACAAJ
Amazon: B06XYJFSH6
Publisher: General Genius LLC
Published: 2017-06-04T16:00:00+00:00

IF IT WASN’T work, it was a good approximation. Both girls had unzipped their parkas and vests by the time they reached the mine adit at the top. Ginger stood between the two cliff faces and gawked at the defensive log galleries overhead with their sniper slots. She stood before the armored gate and gawked some more.

“It’s on account of we may have to keep people out,” Deut said.

“Oh, I get that,” Ginger said. “I just didn’t expect it. It’s so, you know, Game of Thrones. I didn’t expect to see something like this. That’s all.

“Game of Thrones?”

“Yeah, you know, the cable TV series. Oh, you wouldn’t have seen it. It’s a show about a war for a medieval kingdom with dragons and demons. You’d hate it, but your keep could be one of their sets.”

Unsure of what Ginger meant by that, Deut opened the sally door and they went in.

They each chose a hardhat from a peg on the wall and switched on the headlamps. The tunnel, hewn from solid rock, was also gawk-worthy, as was the machine room. Ginger saw Instagrams everywhere she looked, if only she had her phone. They stopped when they reached the ramp intersection.

Ginger turned her light all around. “Why do I suddenly get the feeling that someone’s watching us?”

“You mean besides Elder Brother Jesus?”

As they climbed the ramp, Ginger said, “What’s the deal with the eyepatch anyway? I mean, it’s none of my business, but is his eye injured or something?”

“No, not his eye.”

“Then what?”

“When my brother was seven years old, a mule that we had at the time kicked him in the head. I was too little to remember any of this, but they say his brain swelled up and the doctor said he would probably die.

“But we all prayed for him day and night, and he didn’t die. But later he told me he wished he did because he had these grievous headaches all the time. He couldn’t sleep or eat, or study his lessons, or even be around people. He started acting out so bad the sheriff wanted to lock him up. Poppy wouldn’t let that happen. We prayed and prayed for years, but Father God didn’t see fit to heal him. Mama took him to a bunch of doctors all over California, and they all had their cures, but nothing ever worked for him.

“Until this one faith-filled doctor outside Sacramento who gave him a pill that helped a lot.

“And when he turned into a teenager, the bad spells mostly went away. And now he only has ’em when he gets really stressed out. I guess all this running around we’ve been doing and trumpets from Heaven and all brought it on.”

“And the eyepatch?”

“When he has a spell, his right eyelid doesn’t blink on its own. He doesn’t notice it until his eye gets so totally dried out it gets sick. The patch just keeps the lid down so it stays moist.”

“And that cabin they’re going to for the picnic? Adam said it belonged to him.

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