woman, because the main theme of the house was flowers. Every knock and cranny was covered with them not to mention the wallpaper, but I liked it.
There were pictures of relatives everywhere, but I didn’t want to find out the story of the people that had owned this house. It seemed too personal and they would be dead. No point in getting attached to a family if it wasn’t necessary. I especially didn’t want to know what had happened to the boy who should have been sleeping in the nursery.
I had found a walker for Sunny so I set him in it and let him attempt to walk in it. He was just happy to stretch out his legs. There were so many books to choose from in here. I could travel to so many places from this room. But I wasn’t looking for leisurely reading. I wanted information.
I found the atlases and world travel books. Most of the books had writing in them and it was evident these people had seen the world. I knew that someday we would have to leave this happy home, so I needed to find out what was next. Marcus didn’t think living on a boat was a horrible idea, but he also thought it would be a last resort option. I figured I would just learn as much as I could, while I had so many books at my fingers.
With Marcus travel would be quicker, so we could still head along the coast looking for a boat. He hadn’t yet agreed to coming with us when we leave, but I’m hopeful. I also had a new plan, mountains. If we could find a secluded area up high in the mountains like the Andes in South America, then maybe we would be safe from the Jacks. I know there were large protests from the natives in that area, so most didn’t get the implants. Marcus hated this idea. To him the others were just as dangerous as the Jacks and they were to be avoided.
“Emma, Emma.” I heard him scream from downstairs.
“Emma, where are you?”
I ran out to the stairs with Sunny. “I’m on the third floor with Sunny. What’s wrong? Do you want me to come down?”
“No, stay where you are. I’m coming up we need to get in the attic. I’ll bring up your gun.”
I wondered what was going on and why I needed a gun. I couldn’t see anything out the windows. He was at my side before I knew it.
“Will you please tell me what’s going on?”
“There’s a Jack. I think it’s only one. I could hear him just as I was coming in. He should be getting close now. We can hopefully shot him from the attic. The windows up there have some good sight lines.”
“Ok how do we get up there?”
“Follow me.”
He led me into the one of the spare bedrooms and up the ladder. The attic was full of antique furniture. But I could see the windows he was talking about. They were beautiful stain glass. Each one was a different flower design. He opened them all and peered out. Sunny was anxious in my arms.
“Come here. There it is.”
“Oh yes, I see it.” It was coming down the driveway running at full pace. It looked terrifying. If it got into this house he would destroy it. We were nowhere near the panic room so it was useless to us.
Marcus was sighting in on it.
There’s no way he was going to make the shot he was still a good 600 meters away and increasing his speed. I would never have been able to make the shot. I was good enough to stay alive, but I didn’t see this as a sport like Marcus did.
He took in a deep breath and pulled the trigger. The Jack stood there for a few seconds. I thought he had missed and then it toppled
There were pictures of relatives everywhere, but I didn’t want to find out the story of the people that had owned this house. It seemed too personal and they would be dead. No point in getting attached to a family if it wasn’t necessary. I especially didn’t want to know what had happened to the boy who should have been sleeping in the nursery.
I had found a walker for Sunny so I set him in it and let him attempt to walk in it. He was just happy to stretch out his legs. There were so many books to choose from in here. I could travel to so many places from this room. But I wasn’t looking for leisurely reading. I wanted information.
I found the atlases and world travel books. Most of the books had writing in them and it was evident these people had seen the world. I knew that someday we would have to leave this happy home, so I needed to find out what was next. Marcus didn’t think living on a boat was a horrible idea, but he also thought it would be a last resort option. I figured I would just learn as much as I could, while I had so many books at my fingers.
With Marcus travel would be quicker, so we could still head along the coast looking for a boat. He hadn’t yet agreed to coming with us when we leave, but I’m hopeful. I also had a new plan, mountains. If we could find a secluded area up high in the mountains like the Andes in South America, then maybe we would be safe from the Jacks. I know there were large protests from the natives in that area, so most didn’t get the implants. Marcus hated this idea. To him the others were just as dangerous as the Jacks and they were to be avoided.
“Emma, Emma.” I heard him scream from downstairs.
“Emma, where are you?”
I ran out to the stairs with Sunny. “I’m on the third floor with Sunny. What’s wrong? Do you want me to come down?”
“No, stay where you are. I’m coming up we need to get in the attic. I’ll bring up your gun.”
I wondered what was going on and why I needed a gun. I couldn’t see anything out the windows. He was at my side before I knew it.
“Will you please tell me what’s going on?”
“There’s a Jack. I think it’s only one. I could hear him just as I was coming in. He should be getting close now. We can hopefully shot him from the attic. The windows up there have some good sight lines.”
“Ok how do we get up there?”
“Follow me.”
He led me into the one of the spare bedrooms and up the ladder. The attic was full of antique furniture. But I could see the windows he was talking about. They were beautiful stain glass. Each one was a different flower design. He opened them all and peered out. Sunny was anxious in my arms.
“Come here. There it is.”
“Oh yes, I see it.” It was coming down the driveway running at full pace. It looked terrifying. If it got into this house he would destroy it. We were nowhere near the panic room so it was useless to us.
Marcus was sighting in on it.
There’s no way he was going to make the shot he was still a good 600 meters away and increasing his speed. I would never have been able to make the shot. I was good enough to stay alive, but I didn’t see this as a sport like Marcus did.
He took in a deep breath and pulled the trigger. The Jack stood there for a few seconds. I thought he had missed and then it toppled
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