HE
This is a new novel I am beginning to write, the first draft of the first page, I wonder how many things I can find to distract myself from writing the second!
HE
J Forrest
Chapter One: 4 weeks ago.
“Where is she!”
The wind was muffling every sound. They heard a window break.
“She’ll be fine. Joya”, reassured Rick.
Something large hit the side of the house.
“Move!” yelled Rick, shoving Joya down the steps.
“Come on Mother” urged Ellis as he clambered up the cellar steps and took Joya’s hand. Sounds like the roofs about to go!”
The three of them battened down the hatch and crouched low.
“Someone will help her”, said Rick.
“She’s a Second” said Ellis matter of factly. “No-one will help her. She’ll die”.
They all sat there as the hurricane devastated their home. They heard the roof rip, the girders fall. The whole town would have to be re-built. Sara was on her way home after the warning. Something had delayed her. She’d had Ellis’ mobile but there was no answer to Joya repeated calls and messages. Now Joya wished she had an auto unit but that was their choice. Ellis was right. Sara was going to die out there if she hadn’t already. If she was a First, everyone would rush to help, provide a shelter for their only girl but she was a wasn’t a First. She was a Second.
Beg had finished loading the cargo onto the vessel. Why they had to use this outdated transport system baffled him. Move with the times. Why they had to pander to these ridiculous people was beyond him. When something was available to you, you took it, that was the obvious choice. They didn’t want help, not even when they were dying. They would actually rather die.
Beg was a HE.
