1.0 The Barn At Night

Chapter 1

Henry sat on his butt rocking forward and back.  His once short dark blond hair now reached his shoulders.  His bangs reaching his cheeks swinging in and out of his eyes, with the motion of the rhythmic rocking.  Inside his white hairy arms, he held Jazmin.  Jazmin, slightly shorter than Henry, sat leaning against Henry.  Rocking with him, she pulled his arms around her waist placing his hands on her stomic, which held their child.  Her stomic showed that of one who is in her third trimester.  Six or seven months could of easily have pasted sense she had first found out about her pregnancy, but an accurate sense of time has slipped her mind due to the events that have brought them to this farmstead.

The two sat in silence, a common thing now when the night takes the light from the day.  The moon could not always be relied upon to provide the light needed to see, and the creation of such light had brought to much trouble in the past.  For these reasons, the senses of hearing and touch are more important that of sight when the night comes.  The moon did shine this evening though, and its light came through the partial open barn door on the floor below.  A group of trees outside the barn caused the light to dance on the floor as the wind moved them from side to side.

It is this that Henry watch from the loft above, as he felt Jazmin’s breath slow and grow deeper.  Slowly her head seemed to push back on Henry as she fell asleep in his arms.  The rocking slowly caused the blanket that was wrapped around the two to fall off his shoulders.  Slowly he grabbed the ends of the blanket and pulled it tighter around the two, slowing bringing the rocking to a halt.  When the rocking came to a halt, he leaned back on the wall behind that stood directly behind him.

Sitting their he could see both the ladder that lay on the loft floor that had been pulled up for the night, and he could see the barn window with a rope and pulley on the other end of the loft.  Henry had shut the door to the window earlier to block the cold wind from blowing through the barn bring in the cool evening air.  Sitting there with Jazmin asleep in his arms, he thought back to the start.  It took him a while to think of of when it all started.  Was it the night him and Jazmin conceived their child, or was it when the first people returned.  Or maybe it was in the feedlots prior to it all.  Holding Jazmin in his arms he thought of this as he slowly drift off to sleep.

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~ by sofreyr on December 28, 2009.