WE’VE BEEN FOURTEEN months in this underground city. Lydia and I were not wed that first night. I went to Jenny to ask her blessing, to ask if she’d approve a marriage between her daughter and me, and to suggest a wedding feast because I’d seen the letters on the plaque change before my eyes, f...
The noise from the monitor wasn’t particularly loud, but I knew from experience that there was a corresponding beep at the nurses’ station. I figured we had about a minute before we were all going to get thrown out of Jessica’s hospital room. Tyler dropped Hannah’s hand an...
He will rise up against the usurper, for he is noble. LYDIA AND BARRETT made the return trip in less time, unburdened by backpacks. Lydia seemed distracted, barely talkative, and Barrett sensed a change in their relationship. He slowed his pace to stay even with her, stole glances at her face, ...