The Cure: A young adult, dystopian romance (The Adventures of Nora Watson Book 1) by S. Andrea Milne

Author:S. Andrea Milne [Milne, S. Andrea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pegraelian Publishing
Published: 2013-12-21T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten: Train Ride

We didn’t have time to take our seats before the train chugged to life. The sudden movement sent me lurching along the narrow aisle, and I fell into the first seat available. I landed on my already-bruised hip, and a cry burst from my lips before I could check it.

“…okay?” Tomas brushed my shoulder and our eyes met for a moment, but a second later he looked away again. He withdrew his hand and shuffled past me to take the spot next to the window.

“Fine, just a bit sore,” I said, not addressing anyone in particular as I adjusted myself into a more comfortable position. Ms. Amatrist settled on the bench across from me and flashed a brief smile that I couldn’t quite read. It disappeared so quickly that it seemed more like a nervous expression than a happy or excited one. I fixed a larger, more permanent smile on my lips—this was my idea after all, right? I had to look confident even if no one else did. I hoped my expression didn’t overtake the bounds of confidence and reach into insanity.

I continued to shift and squirm on the padded bench, trying to find a way to minimize the pins and needles effect in my side. Purposely avoiding the looks of my companions, I scanned the car and noticed that all of the seats were available. At least we wouldn’t have to worry about privacy. What an odd thought—privacy. Being the only passengers on a train car that could probably seat dozens was a far cry from living within a few feet of ten or twenty other community members. We’d be able to plan out loud without worrying that someone might hear us. I was nudged in the arm.

“Want some breakfast?” Tomas produced a half loaf of bread and several bright red tomatoes from his bag.

Without waiting, he spread everything out on the table bolted to the floor in front of us. Napkins and utensils also materialized. The rocking motion of the train made it difficult to hold the knife still. However, after a few determined attempts, Tomas divided the food into three more or less equal portions. We ate without speaking or even looking at each other. Instead, we focused on the scenery slowly rolling past the window. Part of me, the practical planning part, wanted to review our strategy, or lack thereof. A second, smaller part of me, the terrified part, wondered if this was really a good idea. I shook my head, as though I could dislodge that subsequent, weaker thought. Manners had given hope to the people at Nu and then destroyed it on purpose. I couldn’t let that happen to another community.

When we were done eating, Tomas packed up the leftovers, returning them to his bag, which he tucked under the bench. For lack of anything better to do, I watched him—this was going to be a long ride. What now? Should we plan, or should I grab my notes and study? As I glanced out the window, the sand inched by.

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