The Last People XXXV – Anhah

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At the end of the Sabbath meal, Anhah leaned over, and spoke to Anuniaq in her Inuit dialect. The dialect was slightly different than his own, so he needed to listen carefully. She said, “She is here, she is the one, and I know it now for sure.” She was looking at Cathy at the time. Anuniaq wasn’t surprised, but he wanted to make sure he understood, so he asked in Inuit, “You mean Cathy?” The word Cathy did not translate, so at this, everyone looked up, especially Cathy, who wondered what they were saying.

Embarrassed, Anuniaq looked down at his plate, and stabbed a piece of potato, with his fork. But Anhah continued in Inuit, “Yes…..she will bring strength and light to our people.” She smiled gently at both Cathy and Cory now.

Jeremiah headed for the refrigerator, and started placing small bowls of fruit on the table, when suddenly Anhah grabbed her chest, in obvious pain. “Ohhh!” she yelled. Anuniaq began speaking very loud (because of fear) in Inuit, “She needs more medicine! I brought her here so you could help her!!” Everyone looked at him with blank faces, but as Jeremiah came over, Anuniaq repeated the same thing to Miriam in French.

Within seconds Miriam spread the word about Anhah needing heart medication, and Jennifer and Cathy sprang into action, breaking out their laptops. Jennifer searched for different medications, while Cathy looked for medical centers close by, that had cardiac departments. Miriam and Jeremiah helped Anhah to Jennifer’s room which was closest, and into bed. Miriam was busy translating to Jeremiah, all about Anhah’s heart condition, and what she had been taking. Anuniaq produced an empty pill bottle, which was in French. Miriam tossed it to Jennifer to look up, after telling her what it was in English.

Jeremiah was talking to Anhah, through Miriam interpreting, when he heard Cathy yell in the next room, “Memorial Hospital has a cardiac department!” “They are only 21 miles away – I’m printing directions now!”

As Jeremiah began taking Anhah’s blood pressure, Anhah motioned for Anuniaq to come closer. He did, and she pulled on his shirt so that his ear was next to her. In Inuit she said, “Listen, you must hear this, in case I die tonight!” “You must be very, very gentle with Cathy……take time and teach her our ways……you must be very gentle, because she has been wounded.” Anuniaq did not ask how she knew this, he just listened. She was after all, a seer. “And consider moving the people to southern Quebec, perhaps near Ottawa… would be better for all of us.”

Jeremiah did not like the looks of Anhah’s blood pressure, it was sky high. He heard Jennifer yell, “I have the list of medications you need, and they will not conflict with each other!” “I’m printing it out now!” In less than ten minutes, from Anhah’s first sign of pain, Jeremiah and Anuniaq were headed out the door to Memorial Hospital. They would be picking up any medical equipment they could find, including, an EKG machine, that would help monitor her heart, as well as the lifesaving drugs, Anhah so badly needed.

Miriam gave Jeremiah a kiss on the way out the door, and called him, “My Prince”, this time in English, which put a smile, on everyone’s face.

To be continued.


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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

The Last People XXXIV – Traditions

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As they pulled into the lane of their farm, Jeremiah got out to open the two sets of gates, when Miriam’s phone buzzed with a message. Since everyone that she knew well was in the van, it had to be Roger in France, or… was…..and it was from Anuniaq, in Northern Quebec! She began reading Anuniaq’s message in French, while Jeremiah was finishing the second gate. She became so excited, she yelled out the window, “Jeremiah come quick!”

When he leaned in to the open window of the van, Miriam explained, “Anuniaq is coming to the farm, and he is bringing someone with him!” “You mean they’re coming here??”, Jeremiah was astonished. Miriam said yes and Jeremiah asked, “Won’t they get stuck in the snow?” “If they don’t get stuck in the snow coming down here – what about on the way back?” Miriam had already dismissed his question, and said, “He won’t get stuck Jeremiah, because he is driving a commercial snow plow!”

It was three days later when they heard the roar of a large diesel coming down Stevenson Lane. They had a habit of keeping a few windows open, to take in the crisp fall air, but only during the day. The diesel was sounding like the 18 wheelers they used to hear so often.

It was a Friday and they were all preparing for the Sabbath meal. Jennifer loved these times, and was hoping Miriam would teach her the prayers someday soon. She loved the language and the tradition, and was dreaming of doing the same, whenever she had her own place again. She was beginning to think of having a family, maybe even more than baby Jacob, and herself. She believed now that her boyfriend Jacob would have wanted that for her. She admired the candle holders, as she placed them on the table, and placed the candles in each one.

Miriam was hoping that Jeremiah would pull out of the slump he was in. He had been sulking ever since he heard the news about some of the Inuit coming, but he wouldn’t tell her what it was about. Privately, he was worried about being behind schedule for getting ready for winter. The Kentucky trip had taken up several days, even though it was needed, and now he was certain the visitors from Quebec would take up even more of their time. And besides all that, the house was too crowded!

His mood changed dramatically when he saw Anuniaq get out of the huge snow plow, and then help the passenger down from the cab of the truck. They all rushed out of the house to meet them. Anuniaq spoke French mostly to Miriam, after his initial shock at how tall she was. He was about 30 years old, with a strong, quiet looking face. He introduced his passenger as Anhah. She was a short, older woman with long, flowing, silver-gray hair. Her face showed the wrinkles of having survived many rough years, and yet the all joys, and cultural strength of the Inuit. Her eyes sparkled with life. Jeremiah noticed immediately that these two were filled with peace, and they were gentle spirits.

As they all sat around the Sabbath dinner table, Miriam covered her head and began chanting the prayers so familiar to the Pennsylvania survivors. She was singing as she lit the candles, and the words in Amharic were welcoming the Sabbath. Jeremiah joined in for some it and Jennifer too, when she remembered the words. Cathy and Cory were smiling ear to ear, loving the sounds of the languages.

Miriam also sang the same prayers in French, for their guests that night. Their eyes teared up with the sheer beauty of the moment. Unexpectedly Anhah began singing in her Inuit dialect. Everyone was stunned, especially when they heard the translation:

Oh Great One, Oh Great One

We thank You for this food, for this food,

Give us the strength, to hunt and fish again,

And in this place, to gather in the food,

Oh Great One, Oh Great One

No one said a word after they heard this. They just soaked in the beauty. One thing was for certain though…….. life on planet earth was becoming more beautiful all the time.


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“If you love nature, you will love people.”

The Last People XXXII – Forever Friends

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“He’s dead??” Cathy asked with an astonished look on her face. Jeremiah shook his head yes, and said, “Very much so.” Her eyes grew wide, but she did not have the reaction that Jeremiah though she would, at least not at first. She sat on the grass, next to him, drew her legs up, and planted her head firmly in her knees, and wrapped her arms, around her legs. She said nothing. It was as if, she was pulling into herself.

After a long silence, Cathy said, “Miriam?” Miriam moved towards her instinctively, and said softly, “Yes…Cathy…” “Miriam do you remember when you told me about crossing oceans…..?” Miriam managed to maneuver her long frame down, to sit next to Cathy, and said, “Yes sweetheart….” Miriam felt herself being very tender now. Without looking up, Cathy continued, “Well I need to do some of that now…….crossing oceans…….and well….…you’re the closest thing I have to a mother………so……….would you hold me?” Cathy lifted her head, just as Miriam silently extended her long arms towards her. Cathy fell into them, and landed on Miriam’s shoulder.

It was then that the floodgates opened. “Ooooohhhhhh God!” All of the emotion came to the surface, with huge sobs, weeping, and crying. Tears were streaming down Cathy’s face, and onto Miriam. “I was so, so scared!!!……..” Miriam responded by holding her closer, with both hands on Cathy’s back. “I know.”, was all that Miriam could say. Cathy continued with, “I know it’s not right, but I’m glad…….I’m glad he’s dead!!” There was more weeping. No one realized Cory was weeping too, and she came up behind her mother, wrapped her arms around her mother’s neck, and yelled, “Mommy!” Miriam let go and Cathy embraced her daughter, and an even greater flood of tears began. They cried for at least five minutes, the two of them together.

Jennifer was crying too. She had never seen such raw emotion, and such beauty before. She found herself looking away, overcome with feelings, as she held baby Jacob to her own shoulder. One thing was for certain. It was at this moment she realized, that she loved these people. She wanted to be with them, or close to them, always. They were her family now.

As she looked up into the beautiful fall sky, she thought of her boyfriend Jacob. Oh how she wished he was here, holding her, right now! She thought…..looking into the clouds…..well it sort of looked like…. his face. Jacob was always so handsome…..she closed her eyes, and it was if she could feel his arms around her. And then……it was if she could hear his voice. He said, “You are headed in the right direction – keep going this way…..” And then he was gone. Jennifer whispered quietly, as if he was still there, “I will…. my love…..I will……”

To be continued.

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

The Last People XXIX – The Bear

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Cathy’s purse, with the .357 magnum revolver, was kept in the kitchen, on top of the refrigerator. Miriam hated having it in her house, but didn’t say anything, except to Jeremiah. She knew Cathy still needed healing from her time with Lance, and she was scared he might follow them to the farm. She also knew Cathy wanted the pistol close by, just in order to feel safe.

Miriam was mainly concerned about Cory though. She was a good kid, but what if she got curious one day, and climbed up there? She shuddered at the thought.

Now that it was early fall, Jeremiah spent most of his days in the fields, getting the soil ready for next spring’s planting. He was getting used to driving the large tractors, including a John Deere 3460. He was using something called a rake, pulled behind the tractor, and he even did some plowing, in preparation for next year. It didn’t matter if the rows weren’t straight, it was all just practice.

The rest of the Pennsylvania survivors weren’t interested in using the large equipment, but they did want to start bringing in the harvest from nearby farms. They would all need food for the winter. Cathy and Cory spent two whole days harvesting green beans and brought back a pickup full, along with some late blooming watermelon. Miriam concentrated on bringing in corn and potatoes, and some of them were sweet potatoes, which she loved. She had to take it easy though, and only picked what she could.

Jennifer mostly stayed at home, but once in a while she was able to pick some tomatoes, and peas. She discovered a patch of blackberries once, and ate herself sick, along with putting some in the buckets. Jacob did very well, strapped onto her back.

One morning Cathy, Cory, and Miriam were in a potato field at a nearby farm, when they heard a rustling sound in the woods close by. They stopped picking, straightened their backs, and listened. They became perfectly still, when they saw something large, and black, break through the brush. Two eyes peered at them. They were so terrified they could not breathe. Remaining perfectly still (even Cory) they realized there was no place to run. It was a bear, and they had no way to protect themselves.

The bear sniffed the air, looked away from them, and began walking along the edge line of the woods. Cathy was trembling, but fortunately the bear kept walking until it was gone. Once it was out of site, they all ran for the blue Mazda SUV, and drove back to the farm as fast as they could.

So the question around the dinner table that night, was what do they do about guns? Didn’t they need to protect themselves? Even Miriam was beginning to think so. They needed to bring in the harvest for at least another 3 weeks, and nobody wanted to be in the presence of a bear without one.

To be continued.


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The Last People XXVIII – Across Cultures

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The weather in Inuvijik, Quebec was 28 degrees (Fahrenheit), with snow and high winds. As Anuniaq sat with his laptop typing to the group of survivors in Pennsylvania, the other six Inuit people sat watching him, glued to the glowing screen. They all wanted to hear about the other people still alive.

They were writing in French to a woman named Miriam, learning about each other and the farm that grew green, natural food. Miriam told them how many they were, and all about their cultural differences, that her husband was white, but she was from Eastern Africa. He was short and yet she was tall. This floored the Inuit, because they had never seen a couple married, that were of different colors. They had never seen a tall woman either.

Anuniaq typed slowly that the weather was bad today, but the electricity was still on, their town was almost completely solar, and it was working well. In the future, the issue may be the batteries giving out. The also had a fire going in their cabin (that’s what whites called their house), and it was warmer than usual indoors. It was almost 57 degrees inside!

In Pennsylvania, Miriam was typing as fast as she could, with everyone looking over shoulder. Jennifer was there too, but rocking the baby in her arms, trying to get him to go to sleep. They all wanted to hear about the Inuit people. Cathy and Cory sat at another laptop close by, looking up all they could, on Inuit culture. Jeremiah was getting annoying though, when each response came back. He could not read French, and he kept saying, “What did they say??” “What did they say??” “Jeremiah, please be patient!” was Miriam’s response.

Stringing the emails together, the Inuit had all lost relatives and friends in the biological wars, but they had managed to find each other, and they made an agreement not to leave each other, unless there was some terrible disagreement. There were three men, two women, and two children, but none of them were related, and several had different dialects. Two men found a drone one day that had crashed, probably due to weather, and they found a package attached underneath. In the package they found the information that the other survivors had been given.

They all lived in one house, and fished for food. They could not find green food anymore, but sometimes they could find canned beans. Their town of Inuvijik was on the northern tip of Quebec Province, and on the Hudson Bay.

Jeremiah was about to ask Miriam to type a question, when his cell phone rang. It was Roger so he thought he should answer. “My good man, I’m just calling to let you know I am in Bordeaux!” Roger said excitedly. Jeremiah asked, “So, have you met her?” “Yes I have and she’s a wonderful person.” Roger was smiling over the phone. “Right now we are in a café, having some tea.” “Roger that is wonderful!” There was a pause on Roger’s end, and then he began whispering, “Jeremiah, I have a problem though…..Monique is very, very Catholic.” Still whispering he continued, “She walks around with the rosary beads, and she seems to be praying all the time……..I’m not sure what to do about it…….”

Jeremiah responded quickly, “Don’t do anything about it Roger.” “Remember, you have a friend now, embrace her for who she is.” “We were not meant to all be the same, embrace the differences, it makes life exciting, and if you can’t embrace the differences, then look past them.”

There was another long pause, while Roger thought about this. Then he said, “You’re quite right Jeremiah.” “My good man, you are right – how boring it would be if she was like me!” They both laughed. Before hanging up Roger shared that he and Monique were conversing in French. Jeremiah was shocked and said, “French?” “Yes her English isn’t very good and I don’t know her language, and we both know French fluently.”

As he hung up the phone, Jeremiah couldn’t help but notice that everyone was communicating in French today. He wondered, “Would French be the language of the new earth?” Maybe Miriam could teach him.

To be continued.


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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

The Last People on Earth XXVII – Love and Hope

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Jennifer could not find the goat’s milk anywhere. It had been three weeks now since Jacob was born, and she was starting to mix in a little of the goat’s milk for him. But then, she could not find Miriam and Jeremiah either. She searched the house and looked outside, but there was no trace of them. They were often in the lab building, working on testing soil and plant life, so she headed there.

But she was surprised, when she opened the door, and they weren’t there either. She looked around, was that a noise upstairs? She walked over to the door that led to the second floor, knocked, but then opened it without waiting. She didn’t really pay attention to the noises she heard, “Oh no! Shhhh! Lift your arm – quick! Ouch! Shhhh! Move your head!” Jennifer did get one foot on the bottom step, but heard Jeremiah yell, “Don’t come up here!” It was then that she understood, and she was horrified. She said, “I’m sorry!” I am soooo sorry!”, and she began backing up, with her hand over her mouth, and turning ten shades of red. Fortunately, she did not see anything.

Then she heard Miriam’s voice. “What do you need, Jennifer?” Still embarrassed, Jennifer stumbled over her words, but managed to ask about the goat’s milk. “It’s in the freezer, you have to thaw it first.” Without replying, Jennifer left in a hurry, and closed the door. It wasn’t until later that she thought the whole thing was funny. It took a while for the young couple to recover, but eventually their lips started searching again. He buried his face in her neck, and her nails………well……… the rest of it is not to be told about here……

Later that evening Roger called from England, and Jeremiah was in the kitchen cooking dinner, so he reached for the phone. Jeremiah had spoken to Roger a number of times now, and he enjoyed their conversations immensely. Roger had been a Professor of British Literature, before the wars, and he could tell you anything you wanted to know, about the great poets that had once walked the British Isles.

“Jeremiah!” Roger was obviously exited, “Jeremiah, you were right!” “I found someone, and she is in Croatia!” “I was using that software you gave me, and I was able to look her up, and I called her Jeremiah!” “She sounds amazing.” Jeremiah was excited for him, and said, “Roger, that’s wonderful!”

Roger went on to say it was not a romance, they were just two people, so alone they were going insane, and now suddenly, the future seemed bright again. Roger continued, “Even if we are just friends forever Jeremiah, it is one of the happiest moments of my life.” Jeremiah had tears in his eyes, and asked, “What’s her name?” “Monique! Isn’t that beautiful?” It was beautiful. The two men talked for almost an hour, (that’s a long time for men). Roger shared all about their plans, to meet in France, in fact Bordeaux.

But the good news was not over yet. The next morning, after breakfast, Miriam was in the lab building, while Jeremiah was still in the house shaving. She just happened to check her email, in case, like they did once a week usually. When she saw her inbox, she screamed. “Oh God!” she said, as she printed it out quickly. She was screaming with joy as soon as she had it in her hands. She ran towards the house, screaming, “Jeremiah!” “Jeremiah!”

They all came running, and met her in front of the house. As tears streamed down her face, she yelled, “There are seven more people alive!” “They are in Northern Canada, and they are Inuit people!” Chills ran up and down their spines.

To be continued.


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Peace and blessings to everyone.

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The Last People on Earth XXVI – The Lonely

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As they finished breakfast, the phone rang for the only the third time, since Miriam and Jeremiah had lived there. Jennifer was closest, so she instinctively handed the baby to an astonished Jeremiah, and reached for it. She picked it up, said hello, put one hand on the mouthpiece, and whispered to everyone in the kitchen, that it was Roger Preston from England.

“Hello Roger, yes I had the baby.….his name is Jacob…..named after his father.” Jennifer leaned against the wall, and after it was clear they would be talking for a while, Miriam started on the dishes, while Jeremiah asked, “What am I supposed to do with the baby??” Miriam, smiled at him and said, “It’s good practice for you!” She turned away, when he tried to hand her the baby. He scrunched his face. He stepped toward Cathy with the baby too, hoping she would take him, but Cathy backed away, smiling.

Cathy and Cory retreated upstairs, to get cleaned up, while Cathy snickered about Jeremiah, and smiled at Jennifer, for being so cute as she spoke to Roger. She thought, “Yes this is a good place”, as they walked up the steps. Noticing Cory’s hair, she said to her daughter, “And young lady we need to wash your hair!” “Birds are going to start making a nest in there, if we don’t do something with it!” Cory sighed and said, “Mom!”

Jennifer said “Guess what?”, once she was off the phone. Miriam and Jeremiah looked up, from their Amharic lesson in the living room, with the baby asleep in a bassinet. “Did you know that Roger is an amateur pilot?” Without waiting for a response, Jennifer blurted, “Roger is planning to fly over the Atlantic……..and come live with us!!”

Jeremiah jumped up for the phone, as soon as he heard this, and dialed Roger’s number. As soon as he heard Roger’s voice, he said, “Roger you cannot do this!” “It is much too dangerous, you could be killed!!” There was a long pause, and a sigh on the end, then Roger broke in and said, “My good man, I am a pilot, and I have been practicing in a simulator for flying the big jets.” “I can do this, and I know I can.” Jeremiah couldn’t think of anything to say, so Roger continued, “You have a whole group of people there, an amazing commune of people, growing natural food, and I have no one here!” “Besides that, I would rather die, trying to get to you, than to be alone anymore!!!” “I can’t stand it here!”

Jeremiah was speechless. These were the same feelings that he and Miriam both had, before they found each other. It was the type of loneliness and desperation that was downright deadly. Jeremiah sighed, and said, “Roger can you just look some more?” “I’m sure there is someone else in Europe that is alive!” “There has to be.” Roger responded with, “Well I’m willing to try for one more month, using that satellite software you sent me, after that, I’m heading for New York.”

In the foothills of Kentucky there was another man that was lonely, except that he did not know it. Lance had deteriorated so badly he barely moved from the rocking chair on the front porch, and he did not know where he was, or for that matter, who he was. The alcohol abuse drove him even further into the darkness. One week after Cathy had left with Cory, he passed away quietly, on the front porch, from an overdose, starvation, and a shattered mind.

To be continued.


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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

The Last People on Earth XXV – Crossing Oceans

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In the foothills of Kentucky, Lance was forgetting things. At first he wondered where Cathy was, and the little girl she had. What was her name? But within hours their memory was gone, as he drifted further, into the corridors of his own mind. He spent most of his time on the front porch, dreaming of castles, and walking down the hallways of spaceships, admired by the aliens, to the point of them crowning him king. He drank a lot of whiskey, but he forgot to eat.

In Pennsylvania, it was the day after the baby was born, and they were all sitting at the breakfast table, except for Cathy. Cory had come down, when she smelled the food, but they decided not to wake her Mom. Jennifer was there too, holding the baby up to her shoulder, burping him.

Jeremiah had gone all out today, fixing one of his best breakfast meals ever. He made omelets, with fresh vegetables, and cheese tucked inside, as well as his now famous blueberry pancakes. And of course, there were small bowls fresh fruit on the side. It felt like a celebration. Jeremiah and Miriam bowed their heads and paused, then they all dug in.

The atmosphere changed some though, when 8 year old Cory began telling them how she was not scared anymore, of the bad man, who had been so mean to them. Miriam, Jeremiah, and Jennifer all looked at each other. Their hearts were breaking, but they knew Cory needed to talk about it, so they let her get the flood of emotion out. It was then that Cathy came down the steps, looking worn out still, and disheveled. She stood listening, until Cory noticed her. “I’m sorry Mommy.”, was all Cory could say. “Don’t be sweetheart”, “We’ve both had it rough.” Cathy went to her daughter, sat next to her, and put her arms around her.

Cory broke down in tears, Cathy began shaking, and with tears in her eyes, she asked, “Miriam, and Jeremiah, can we stay here?” “It’s the only place we will feel safe….….” Miriam and Jeremiah looked at each other. He had wanted Cathy to live at the farm next door, but Miriam pleaded with her eyes, so Jeremiah shook his head yes, it was the right thing to do, and he knew it.

Miriam said, “Cathy you have oceans to cross.” Cathy looked confused, and said, “Oceans?” Miriam continued, “Where I am from, that’s what we say, when there is a long healing process, that is needed…..” “It will take time.” Cathy shook her head yes, and understood completely.

By the end of the meal, there was a sense of relief, and peace. Cathy and Cory were smiling now. Jeremiah never knew, an 8 year old could eat so many pancakes. Cathy slowed her down though, not wanting any stomach aches later.

To be continued.


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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

The Last People on Earth XXIV – A Time to Rest

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Cathy and Cory didn’t bother with eating, until after the baby was born. They both watched from the doorway of Jennifer’s room, and saw Jacob (from the side) make his grand entrance. It was the most beautiful event Cathy had ever seen, besides Cory being born. Everyone was in tears.

She took Cory and backed away, having long since put the gun back in her purse. They retreated to the kitchen where they found some fresh fruit, and cheese in the fridge. There were also some left over blueberry pancakes. A little butter, and maple syrup, topped off their feast.

When Jeremiah did pass through, Cathy stood up and tried to apologize, but he was still too busy, and put up his hand to say he couldn’t talk. She was still kicking herself, and was wondering how she could fix this. She needed to stay here, for her sake and for Cory’s. Emotionally she was near a collapse, and all she wanted, was to retreat to a bed.

It was Miriam that first made the move. She came into the kitchen to introduce herself, and Cathy simply couldn’t believe how tall she was! After talking just a few minutes, and exchanging names, and handshakes, Miriam said, “Cathy you do not look well…..” “Would you like to lie down?” Cathy jumped, at the chance, “Yes, that would be wonderful, I’m exhausted”.

The house had five bedrooms, two downstairs and three upstairs. Downstairs, there was Jennifer’s room, and a room they used for storage. So Miriam took Cathy and Cory upstairs, to a beautiful spare bedroom, that had a desk and chair, near a window. “The sheets are clean.”, Miriam said. Cathy asked Miriam quietly, “Can I hand you this, (it was her purse) I don’t want anything to do with guns anymore.” Miriam understood and shook her head yes. Cathy didn’t wait to change her clothes, she plopped across the top of the bed, and was out like a light. Cory said, “Mommy’s plain worn out!”

Later that night, the house was quiet, except for Miriam and Jeremiah talking in whispers, in their favorite place, bed. They loved to stare at each other, lying on their sides, face to face. Miriam was thinking about kissing his freckles again, when Jeremiah said, “It’s getting kind of crowded, in the house now Miriam”. He was saying it with a smile. Miriam, smiled and shook her head yes, as she leaned over and kissed his cheek.

He continued with, “And you know, it will be difficult……..well you know…….to make…… make a lot of noise……” Miriam covered her mouth, holding back a laugh, and said, “Shhhh!” When she knew she would not burst out laughing, she managed to say, “I’ll meet you in the lab building……upstairs tomorrow…..shhhh!.” He was laughing now, and he knew there were some really nice, comfy chairs in the room. He started grinning from ear to ear. “Cool!” was all he could say.

At about 4:00 am, Miriam woke up, hearing the baby crying downstairs. She tiptoed down in her slippers and pajamas, to help Jennifer. After Jennifer fed the baby, Miriam put another log on the fire, pulled a rocking chair close to the warmth, and began rocking Jacob, back and forth. Jennifer was grateful, and fell back, sound asleep. Miriam thought about her own baby girl, growing inside of her, and began singing a beautiful lullaby to the both of them……….in Amharic.

To be continued.


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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

The Last People on Earth XXIII – A New Life

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“Mommy I’m hungry.” As Cathy drove through the beautiful farm county of Central Pennsylvania, her 8 year old daughter, had just about reached her limits. “Eat another cracker sweetheart, we’re almost there”, Cathy reassured her. “They’re gone Mommy!” “The crackers are gone!”. Cathy had no words after that.

She was in the right town, if you could call it that, and she was even on the right road. But Stevenson Lane, was not just a lane. It was a road that was more than seven miles long, and all the farms looked the same to her. She stopped in the middle of the road, put the car in park, and held her head. She was exhausted, from getting just three hours of sleep, and the hunger was starting to take her strength. “Mommy, are you ok?” Cory looked worried, as if she was carrying the burden, for the both of them.

“Yes….I’m…..” Her words trailed off because she saw something moving on her left. It was way in the distance, in front of the farm house. Was that a person? It was moving, and it did look like a person! She put the car in drive, and headed straight for the driveway. This had to be it! It just had to be.

She drove slowly through two sets of gates. She wasn’t sure what to expect, so she felt for the pistol in her purse and took it out. It was a farm for sure, a beautiful place. She decided to park the car about a 100 yards away, and to be quiet as they approached. As she took Cory out of the car, Cathy whispered, “Let’s be quiet as we go up, ok?” “We don’t know these people yet.”

Inside the house the labor was in full swing. Another wave of contractions was hitting, and Miriam was right next to Jennifer saying, “Ok breathe!!” “Breathe Jennifer”. “Ahhhhhheeeeeeooeee” was Jennifer’s response. Jeremiah wasn’t used to delivering babies, let alone in a house, instead of a hospital. But he was doing the best that he could. They were so close now.

Miriam said in her French-African accent, “Jeremiah, I am certain I saw a vehicle, I mean a car, on the road.” “Not now Miriam, I’m busy…..go and check if you want”, Jeremiah said, as he attempted to see where the baby’s head was. Miriam left in a hurry, and went outside. As she opened the door, she saw Cathy and Cory, walking up. They were about 20 yards away. Then Jennifer let out another scream, Cathy heard it, and stopped dead in her tracks.

Horrified, she reached for her purse, and pulled out the .357 magnum. She didn’t know what was taking place, and there was a human being inside screaming, maybe she was being tortured. Cory hid behind her mother. Cathy pointed the pistol directly at Miriam, and yelled, “Stop where you are!” “Are you a machine or a human?” Miriam was so shocked she couldn’t speak. Cathy heard another scream, from inside, “Ahhhhheeeeeeoooooeee”. It was unbearable and Cathy wanted to pull the trigger. Cory yelled “Mommy!”

Just then Jeremiah, jumped out of the front door, saw Cathy and the gun. He instinctively stood in front of Miriam. He yelled, “Lady I don’t know who you are, or what you want, but if you want food, there is plenty in the fridge!!”. “Right now I cannot stay and talk, there is a lady in here having a BABY!!” With that he and Miriam went inside, and left the front door open.

Cathy lowered the pistol. Her face went from ten shades of red, to ashen white, as she realized she had almost killed a person, because of her own fear. She felt awful.

Jacob Wong was born at exactly 8:26 am, straight into the arms of Jeremiah, who cleaned off his face, and made sure he began to breathe. He handed him over to Jennifer who cried with great tears of joy, “I have a son, I have a son!!!”

Mother and Son


Writing and  Top Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”