Dwindle: Populations Crumble: Book 1 by K. A. Gandy

Author:K. A. Gandy [Gandy, K. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-19T06:00:00+00:00

Go Fish

Releasing Asher back into the eligibility pool was remarkably simple. A few clicks, an “Are you sure?” message, and that was it. An hour later, I saw a shuttle leaving with him in it. I am surprisingly sad to see him go, but I know it was the right decision. I shake my head. There are still six men I need to focus on and narrow down. As soon as I have the thought, my tablet chimes at me. I look down, and see I have a scheduling notification. Three of my matches have requested to join me for dinner, and I have the choice to say yes to all, or yes to each individually. James, Antonio, Matthew. Well, I have to talk to them all at some point, so, yes to all, it is.

For the first time since I’ve been here, I find myself with a few hours to kill. I’ve already ridden today, I don’t have any meaningful work to do, and all of the other girls are off on dates of their own, so I’m alone in this huge, echoing house. If I were home, I would probably go into the kitchen and bake up a big batch of cookies for my brothers or my parents. Or if it was nearly dinner time, a nice batch of cornbread. Brent especially loves my cornbread. It’s sweet, and light, and he drowns it in honey every time. The thought sends a pang of sadness straight to my heart. What I wouldn’t give for a hug right now.

I try to push the sadness away, as I know none of my family would want me to feel that way. Maybe I’ll use the time to write to them, let them know how I am. I grab a notebook from my room, and a pen I brought from home. We have a lovely balcony that I’ve barely walked on, let alone sat on and enjoyed the cooling weather, so that is where I head to pen some letters. I choose a swing at the end, and try to think of words to describe how it feels to be here. I know I could tell them anything, but it just doesn’t feel good to put it down in ink. Once it’s there, once I tell them how this is, how can I pull it back? I let out a frustrated groan, and take in the scenery instead. It’s really lovely here, and under different circumstances I wouldn’t mind coming back here. The lawn rolls gently away to the tree line where the leaves are beginning to color as the weather cools at night. The first hint of orange and yellow is a promise of the beauty that will unfold here in the months before winter takes hold. I’ll probably be married by then. The thought leaves me feeling sour.

I give up my plans to write letters home, and instead circle back to baking. Maybe I’ll go see what they have in the kitchen, and whip something up.

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