Chapter Seven
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  he had been counting so much on seeing the end of this ordeal that Henry's news was devastating. She lay down feeling miserable all afternoon. The dogs got a very short run around the meadow and then she turned in. In the morning she didn't feel any better. Though it was a beautiful sunny day, she had no desire to do any work. She sat at the kitchen table staring gloomily out the window. One of her cats was lying on the sill and occasionally it would turn and look at her.
      She heard Henry carefully opening the front door. They sat in silence for a while.
     “Edna, you are going to have to go somewhere else.”
     “Go away from here? Why? I don't like to travel. Who would take care of the animals?”
     “You can't stay here. You can go anywhere else you like. I can get you a new name and numbers. I can get money. We need to go right now.”
     “Will you please tell me what is going on?”
     “You can't stay here! I can't defend you forever!”
     “Why are the Blues looking for me now? They must know that the video has been destroyed. What more do they want?”
     “It's not the Blues.”
 
 

     “Are there other groups? Other enemies?”
     “You cannot stay here. You need to go away as soon as possible.”
      Edna thought for a while.
     “Henry, when the bear attacked you and you were unconscious, I saw what was on your notebook screen. There was a line that said, ‘All subjects die natural deaths.’ Does that have something to do with this? I'm the subject, right?”
     “Normally our research involves new and possibly dangerous medications, toxins or diseases. It would be unsafe to allow the test animal to interact with the population. However, that is not the case with you.”
     “But Oscar doesn't see it that way?”
     “Oscar is wrong!”
     “So the people in the store were his people.”
     “Yes.”
     “Will they be coming here?”
     “Yes.”
     “Why didn't they come here first? Why risk all the danger of being around people in the store?”
     “I wasn't there. They would rather catch you unprotected.”
     “Will they kill you?”
     “If I stand in their way, yes.”
     “I could go into the woods. They couldn't find me there.”
     “You can't live there. You have to go to the city for food. You wouldn't last a week. You need to go into the biggest city. You could get lost in the crowd.”
     “No.... no. I can't live there. I don't want to live there. I want to be in the country. What about my dogs, my cats, my garden? I can't leave here. You should just go. There's no point in your getting yourself killed.”
     “I'm not leaving unless you do. Oscar is wrong. He is doing a bad thing. I am not leaving.”
     “They will keep coming back until I'm dead, right? It will be much worse than the Blues?”
     “Oh yes. They will send out a full squad. Maybe fifty.”
      She sat still, rubbing her cold coffee cup absentmindedly between her hands.
     “If we're dead they will stop, right?”
     “Obviously.”
     “So, let's die.”
     “I'd rather not.”
     “Not at the same time. You die. I give you the antidote when they're not looking. Then I get killed and you give me the antidote. They would think we were both dead.”
     “They would want my body. We don't leave bodies for humans to find.”
     “Well....you could show me how to send up a balloon. I could attach a dummy that looked like you and they would think your body was gone.”
     “It would only buy you a little time. You would still have to leave eventually. They would find out if you stayed in this house, certainly if you used the same name and numbers.”
     “Oh. Yeah. You're right. Henry you have to go. There is no way you can protect me. It's stupid for you to get yourself killed for nothing. I want you to go. I won't leave here and you will make me feel much better if you will go.”
     “If y-y-you stay, I st-st-stay.”
     “Same old Henry. From the word go you suit yourself. I want you to go. Why on earth would you stay if I don't want you here? Go away!”
cont. on page twenty-nine
 

 
 
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