Luthecker_Revolution by Keith Domingue

Author:Keith Domingue [Domingue, Keith]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Goodreads: 36504648
Publisher: Third Street Press
Published: 2017-10-02T00:00:00+00:00

“Would you like some tea?” Miriam asked the young man who sat at her kitchen table. He’s handsome, she thought. He had the same color eyes as her father. She wondered if those eyes came from her.

“No, thank you,” Alex replied.

Alex looked over the kitchen area of Miriam’s two-bedroom apartment. The dining table was worn and used, with Miriam being its third owner. She was frugal but clean, as evidenced by the neatness and order of her home. The paint on the wall, a faded yellow that had last seen a touch up fifteen years ago, showed no signs of peeling or stains. He could tell she took pride in its appearance despite its simplicity.

The evidence of two teenage boys was present—from the faint masculine odor to the backpack in the hallway to the boxes of Pop Tarts on the counter to the athletic sneakers neatly assembled near the entrance. As she sat back down at the table, Alex took several seconds to read every fiber of her being.

Her life oscillated between hope and despair. The lines on her face showed the wear of multiple disappointments, yet the glimmer in her eyes remained resolute. The hope revolved around her two sons and their futures, which were her primary motivation.

Like most mothers who had limited means, she always had an eye toward her children’s prospects, which gave her the emotional resources to see to it that things for her family remained as stable as her strength of mind could create.

Her mannerisms struck a faint familiarity to Alex, something he couldn’t quite place the origin of, which was rare for him. To Alex, the combination of faint familiarity combined with an inability to read the origin could only mean one thing—this person was already connected to him.

For the first time, not knowing the origin of a detail was a comfort to Luthecker. It was the only part of her that didn’t fit a readable pattern to him, the part that was potentially a faint trace connection to him.

This small mystery made him smile. It was a mystery he would covet and keep precious, a feeling he would store in the deeper recesses of his memory to examine any time. He realized this feeling of comfort with the unknown, and the awareness of it, was in part why he was here. But there would be nothing else for him to find.

He knew that the reason he could do what he could do, read the patterns of people’s lives, did not come from Miriam. He realized that whatever block chain of DNA they shared was not different from what would normally pass from generation to generation. It had not proactively formed him, as Kirby suspected.

Correlation is not causation, and there was little more than correlation here. He had suspected this would be the case before he came to visit, but he still felt it would provide closure of sorts to meet her.

Now that he’d met her, he knew for sure there was no connection between Miriam and his abilities.

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