Come Into The Light

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loaded vehicle. Food, water, a first aid kit, weapons which I’m not happy about but she insists on, medicine, the whole shebang. All we got to do is be there.”
    “Alright, I getcha’, two days. I’m as ready to get out of this city as you are. Now where are those inhibitors?”
    “It’s getting bad, huh?”
    “Bad is not the word. I never knew how easy I had it before.”
    “That stuff is addictive, Harry. Jacob should have never allowed for its usage. You can’t just blur the edges of the intrusion you have to wipe it out entirely.”
    “Do they know about the inhibitors?”
    Seth sighed, “I’ve thought about that but there isn’t enough. I wish there was.”
    During the time Harold was recovering and Seth and he were becoming reacquainted Amy had stayed in the background keeping her covert status while eyeing Seth with respect and Harold with trepidation. Harold, though, learned to like the awkward way she spoke and the way she hid from him. There was something very curious about Amy and something loveable in the way she spurted about. She was like a firefly, lighting here and there, and her unease made him chuckle.
    Harold bet that she probably liked bopping him over the head and she would probably bop him over the head again if he tried anything, yet he was intrigued.
    He wondered if she knew how pretty she was, how charming her laugh was on those rare occasions when he could get her to laugh. In some odd sense he missed her when she wasn’t around. She was different from any girl he has known and he knew she was attracted to him. That lack of eye contact and the blushing were clear signs. She was like a little girl unable to express her feelings.
    Like Seth said she’s autistic so Harold had to be careful with her.
    He has never known anyone who was autistic. John told him about how the mind of autistics worked to varying degrees so her behavior toward him made sense. She was the complete opposite to Sara. Someone more in league with him.
    It’s weird how quickly things could change, but he wanted to know her and he meant really know her. It wasn’t just her proximity or her strange idiosyncrasies that attracted him, it was something more and he need to know what that something was. It couldn’t be that he was in love with her. No, he had to put that thought right out of his mind if that was the case, that was crazy, just plain crazy.
    Colder Avenue had suffered from the after effects of the fighting. There was debris and devastation, broken windows, shattered pavements, rattled houses, and pools of blood and clothing everywhere. An avenue pitched into the hell of warfare. Yet among the devastation you could see a few courageous souls surveying the damage with heavy hearts. Among these courageous souls there was Adam with a rifle slung to his back looking dirty and worn and weighted down with a responsibility he probably never imagined, yet when he glimpsed Harold eyeing him from a few feet away he smiled in his old churlish way like a boy grown too old too fast.
    “Good old Harry. The guy with nine lives.”
    “I’m using them up quickly. How about you?”
    “I’ve had the singular honor of becoming our group’s new leader.”
    He didn’t seem too happy to say this.
    “Jacob never survived the blast. I guess you have a right to know. We did everything we could. I’ve had to improve morale. It’s not easy.”
    Hearing the news only confirmed what Harold feared was true.
    “Now don’t take what I’m saying the wrong way. I’m not blaming you.”
    “I never liked the guy but I think I might have judged him too quickly.”
    “We all have our demons.”
    “Yes we do, and on that note do you think you might visit your father? He misses you.”
    Adam’s face broke out in an astonishment that quickly faded, “I knew you two would hook up somehow. You don’t have to tell me how this happened. It’s probably better I don’t know. I don’t think he wants to see me. Besides, there’s too

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