only know I’m witnessing something magical.
I can see why Lucy was never really mine.
They pull apart and tears streak Lucy’s cheeks, Lukas’s too. I want to look away but I can’t, I want what they have.
“Lucy and Colton’s plan makes sense,” Lukas says. “But I want to see my parents first, then we can go.” His voice is resigned, and he looks at me. I want to hug him for all the reasons I shouldn’t.
“After we fight the Councilmen, Lukas and I will try and figure out our job, our role as leaders of The Light. Hopefully Junie will help us with the stuff we don’t understand, but the sacred texts will help us, too. We’ll go back to the origins. We will find the truth.” Lucy finishes speaking, and looks at Colton.
“We’re fighting them because death is the only way to stop people like that.” Colton stands taller now that he’s taking the lead.
“Well, I for one am with you. Like one hundred percent, all the freaking way. I hate those men.” Basil punches her fist in her hand, declaring her intent. “And I really hate Integrity, even if he helped us, because he still was the one who locked up Hana.”
“It’s true he made some bad choices, but….” Lucy hesitates. “He has the light inside of him too, like Junie and Lukas. I felt the same surge of electricity from him. He’s good.”
Duke and Junie agree to the plan, and then all eyes turn to me.
I don’t want to pledge my future to a belief system I don’t understand, one that seems warped and twisted. Then I look at my brother and Lucy, and know that whatever is going on with them is unexplainable. It doesn’t take faith to believe in them, because this is real. It’s right in front of me.
I’ll help fight. I can do that much. I don’t know how useful I’ll be to their auras and palm reading and light and love. But I’ll come.
“Look, I’m not sure if I’m with you, but I know I’m not against you. I’ll help fight.”
Lucy gives me with a big smile. The kind I wanted for myself.
“We have one problem,” Duke says, surprising us, as he’s usually so short on words.
“What’s that?” Colton asks.
“We don’t have much in the way of ammunition. I was out with the guys this morning hunting and it’s pretty rough. It’s a hodge-podge in terms of what they’re using.”
It’s true. I’ve looked at bullets after shooting to see if any can be reused.
“I can help you,” Lucy says, surprising us. “Follow me.”
She leads us through the dining room into the kitchen, and then pushes a small cabinet out of the way. Once moved, it reveals a hatch door.
“Come on,” she says, her body alight, and her smile glowing too.
32.
Lucy
I take the first tentative step down the ladder. My senses perk up as I make my way below ground. The barren smell of the bunker reaches my nose and it smells like home in all the wrong ways.
A mixture of sterilizing bleach and rust are not the makings of home sweet home, but they are the formative smells of my life.
I draw in a short breath as I look around. My green light gives a beautiful glow to the empty storage shelves and vacant crates. I reach the bottom of the ladder and step off, with Lukas and the rest of the crew right behind me. The bunker fills with people and it’s just like the good old days, when everyone in my family was still alive.
I prepare myself for the jokes out of Colton’s mouth when we reach the Hazmat suits and masks. My level of crazy is going to fly through the roof.
It wasn’t so long ago Charlie mocked my father who stood before him in his ridiculous get-up. Embarrassment shoots through me; Dad and the rest of us only knew fear.
I don’t want to be fearful anymore.
I want to be brave like Mom believed I could be.
“So this bunker was my home … for my first few years at least. Lukas, could you, um….” I point to a silent generator in the corner. I don’t want to ask anything of him, but I know my light doesn’t
I can see why Lucy was never really mine.
They pull apart and tears streak Lucy’s cheeks, Lukas’s too. I want to look away but I can’t, I want what they have.
“Lucy and Colton’s plan makes sense,” Lukas says. “But I want to see my parents first, then we can go.” His voice is resigned, and he looks at me. I want to hug him for all the reasons I shouldn’t.
“After we fight the Councilmen, Lukas and I will try and figure out our job, our role as leaders of The Light. Hopefully Junie will help us with the stuff we don’t understand, but the sacred texts will help us, too. We’ll go back to the origins. We will find the truth.” Lucy finishes speaking, and looks at Colton.
“We’re fighting them because death is the only way to stop people like that.” Colton stands taller now that he’s taking the lead.
“Well, I for one am with you. Like one hundred percent, all the freaking way. I hate those men.” Basil punches her fist in her hand, declaring her intent. “And I really hate Integrity, even if he helped us, because he still was the one who locked up Hana.”
“It’s true he made some bad choices, but….” Lucy hesitates. “He has the light inside of him too, like Junie and Lukas. I felt the same surge of electricity from him. He’s good.”
Duke and Junie agree to the plan, and then all eyes turn to me.
I don’t want to pledge my future to a belief system I don’t understand, one that seems warped and twisted. Then I look at my brother and Lucy, and know that whatever is going on with them is unexplainable. It doesn’t take faith to believe in them, because this is real. It’s right in front of me.
I’ll help fight. I can do that much. I don’t know how useful I’ll be to their auras and palm reading and light and love. But I’ll come.
“Look, I’m not sure if I’m with you, but I know I’m not against you. I’ll help fight.”
Lucy gives me with a big smile. The kind I wanted for myself.
“We have one problem,” Duke says, surprising us, as he’s usually so short on words.
“What’s that?” Colton asks.
“We don’t have much in the way of ammunition. I was out with the guys this morning hunting and it’s pretty rough. It’s a hodge-podge in terms of what they’re using.”
It’s true. I’ve looked at bullets after shooting to see if any can be reused.
“I can help you,” Lucy says, surprising us. “Follow me.”
She leads us through the dining room into the kitchen, and then pushes a small cabinet out of the way. Once moved, it reveals a hatch door.
“Come on,” she says, her body alight, and her smile glowing too.
32.
Lucy
I take the first tentative step down the ladder. My senses perk up as I make my way below ground. The barren smell of the bunker reaches my nose and it smells like home in all the wrong ways.
A mixture of sterilizing bleach and rust are not the makings of home sweet home, but they are the formative smells of my life.
I draw in a short breath as I look around. My green light gives a beautiful glow to the empty storage shelves and vacant crates. I reach the bottom of the ladder and step off, with Lukas and the rest of the crew right behind me. The bunker fills with people and it’s just like the good old days, when everyone in my family was still alive.
I prepare myself for the jokes out of Colton’s mouth when we reach the Hazmat suits and masks. My level of crazy is going to fly through the roof.
It wasn’t so long ago Charlie mocked my father who stood before him in his ridiculous get-up. Embarrassment shoots through me; Dad and the rest of us only knew fear.
I don’t want to be fearful anymore.
I want to be brave like Mom believed I could be.
“So this bunker was my home … for my first few years at least. Lukas, could you, um….” I point to a silent generator in the corner. I don’t want to ask anything of him, but I know my light doesn’t
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