Chapter
13
A Serialized Story of the
Not So Distant Future
March 24, 2005
Part Four
Depression covered Sam like a blanket, his life had been taken from
him in an accident he couldn't remember, and his new life was a
constant struggle of pain and humiliation.
With iron determination, he learned how to move again. Fortunately,
there was no nerve damage from the accient. He had suffered two
broken ribs and a fractured skull in the accident, all of which had
healed long ago. He could feel a stinging pain in his chest though,
whenever he exerted himself, but Jose promised him that it would pass
in time.
After three days, Sam had actually retrained himself to eat and
drink normal liquids (although chewing meats was still difficult) and
he could take himself to the bathroom, although he needed help
getting from the bed to the wheelchair.
Mrs. Quinn visited every day, but as much as he loved her, Sam had
given up getting anymore relevant information from her. It wasn't
until the next time Robbie showed up that Sam began to get a picture
of what 2015 was like.
"You're looking great Sam, they say you'll be leaving soon." Robbie
said.
"I look like Grampa Moses," Sam snapped, "and you don't look so hot
yourself. What have you been doing the last ten years anyway?"
Robbie looked as if he were going to snap back, but then his eyes
dropped down. "War changes a man, I've seen things, horrible things."
"War? You joined the army?"
"Drafted, the same year you had your accident. I did two years in
Iraq and two years in Syria."
"Holy shit, we're not still there are we?"
Robbie chuckled in a deep, almost painful way. "Of course we are,
you know how hard it is to keep the terrorists down. Iraq just
celebrated its tenth year of free elections, and Iran has had eight.
This country has done some great things in the time you were asleep,
there's no doubt we are the greatest nation on the planet."
Sam groaned inwardly, Robbie had always been more of a right winger
than Sam was, but never to this extreme. "So what do you do now?"
"I'm in DHS, I'm a tactical communications officer. We breakdown
encrypted messages in order to prevent terrorist attacks."
"DHS?"
"Department of Homeland Security, geez you have been out of it a
long time."
"That's for sure." Sam said.
"Hey, if you're up to it, I'd like to bring my prayer group around
tomorrow."
"Um, I don't know Rob, I was never really into that stuff."
"They've been visiting you for almost ten years now," Robbie said,
"it would pretty ungrateful for you to shut them out."
"When did you find religion anyway?"
"Like I said, war changes a man. It's not just me either, everyone
has found their way back to God again, even Mom. We go to church
every week and participate in the American Religious Fellowship
regularly. You're a member too, Mom signed you up as your caretaker."
"Fuck no! I'm sorry but I'm not joining any damned prayer group!"
"Easy Sam, I didn't mean to upset you. I'll go now, but you should
reconsider what I said, it's important."
Sam laid in bed afterwards feeling even more depressed over his
life. At this point, I should be suicidal, he thought, but I'm not,
I'm angry as all hell and I want to do something about it. For
starter's, I'm going to walk again, and even bike ride. Then I'm
getting my life back, or a new one at least without religious BS
being shoved down my throat.
Later that day, Sam's mother came in for her last visit of the
night. "I heard that things didn't go so well with Robbie." She said.
"You know I was never religious Mom, you weren't either. We didn't
even go to church on Christmas half the time."
"I know." She said in a half whisper, glancing sideways towards the
door. "But things have changed now Sam. The whole country has gotten
religion, those who haven't are, well they don't do well in society.
I couldn't risk losing my job, or I would have lost the insurance
that was paying for you here."
"How did this happen Mom?" This was the mother that Sam remembered,
she was a practical woman, a bit over protective, but not prone to
fads or social hysteria.
"Well, you remember the Twin towers, right?"
Sam nodded, reminding himself that it hurt less to use his voice.
"Well, after that there was the Washington Monument in 2008, they
flew a plane into it on July fourth, hundreds of people were killed."
"Oh my god! Who was responsible?"
"It was that Osama Bin Laden again, this time he was hiding in
Syria, so we went to war there as well. Now there's hardly any young
men around, its the lost generation all over again."
"Anyway, people started going to Church after that in a big way.
This American Religious Fellowship seemed to pop up overnight, it
didn't matter what religion you were, just as long as you
participated in a local group every week, otherwise...." Mrs. Quinn
glanced around again to be sure they were alone.
"I'm so glad you're back with me Sam. I love your brother, but I'm
not sure what would happen if he had to choose between family
loyalty, and loyalty to his country, so please go along with this
prayer group thing for now. They are very nice people, most of them
are from your highschool class."
"We'll see Mom."
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