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Chapter Six Hundred and Twenty-Five: Every living thing has friends (part four)


(part four)

“Could you lead me back to my bed?” Gando asked. “You are…?”

“Marlowe,” Jacob said.

“Jake, I know him. Jake Marlowe,” Gando said, almost to himself. “I feel a fatigue that… Where is my beloved? I miss her desperately.”

“I’m sorry. I don’t know,” Jacob said. “She’s gone somewhere beyond this world for fear of being charged with causing this pandemic.”

“Pandemic,” Gando nodded. “Yes, that’s what this is.”

“Let’s get you back in bed,” Jacob said.

Gando’s knees gave out. Jacob put his arm around Gando and helped him across the grass and up the wooden stairs. They passed the hot tub and went into the medical offices. The nurse was sound asleep in a chair between Julie Hargreaves bed and an empty bed.

Jacob loudly cleared his throat. She jumped up and took the other side of Gando. Jacob left her to get him settled in his bed.

“Hey Marlowe,” Gando croaked as Jacob walked away.

Jacob turned around to look at him.

“Thanks,” Gando said.

Jacob lifted a hand in waving but saw that Gando’s eyes had closed. He nodded to the nurse and left the medical offices. He hustled back to the loft where he changed his clothing and went in to see Jill. She was asleep.

“Sorry to wake you,” Jacob said. “Would you mind checking me?”

“Of course,” Jill said, sitting up.

“I saw Gando,” Jacob said, his voice fast and anxious. “He was standing outside the chickens. He said they called to him and then he needed help back to the medical offices and…”

“You’re okay,” Jill said. “He must be a lot better.”

“I guess so,” Jacob said. “He seemed really out of it.”

“Understandable,” Jill said.

She kissed him, and he smiled.

“Why are you up so early?” Jill asked.

“I wanted to make a dent into the greenhouses before the helpers arrived,” Jacob said.

“Good thinking,” Jill said.

“I have to be at Lipson this afternoon,” Jacob said.

“Sounds like a busy day,” Jill said.

“We’re finishing our first week of job sharing,” Jacob said. “There’s a site manager meeting and I need to check in with quotes and…”

He sighed.

“Go back to sleep,” he said. “I’ll be outside when you get up.”

She nodded and lay back down. He pulled on clean clothing and went outside to start working on the greenhouses.

Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…

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