Re: Chance City, New Mexico
The Glow sometimes works in mysterious ways.
Sigfried was mostly interested in hitting the road. The rest of the group were making their way along, but weren't too far.
At this point, most of the townspeople were looking downright ashamed. Especially after hearing Jane, Dakota Jack, and Arthur. Even Pete. The couple trouble-makers in the townie ranks seemed to have faded away.
Interestingly, Brother Edgar's words seemed to affect them the most, even if they weren't directed at them. They had formed into groups, debating what course of action they should take, galvanized by what he'd said.
The mayor, a dark-skinned hispanic woman in a battered cowboy hat, came up to Brother Edgar. She spoke in a flat Arizona accent as she addressed him as one would a Brother of a religious order.
"Hermano, I'm Shiela, the new mayor here. We heard you talking about adapting, maybe it's not so much your folks or the truckers that need to change and adapt, it's us.
"Them muties... them people are going to be our neighbors when they get where they're going, and we're the ones that done them wrong by not doing anything about those pendejos that were here before. Are we not our brothers' keepers? I think it's high time some things changed around here, and thanks for helping us see that."
"We decided if these fellers ain't gonna take your people, we will. Free of charge. We got horses and a truck, but it doesn't run too good. It'll take some squeezin', but we figger we can do it. We'll even loan some tools and lumber to help get things started with your town."
Then Shiela turned to Peter and Roadkill.
"El Hermano en Purpura, the Brother in Purple, his words have touched us, made us see things differently. If you will take them instead of us... we don't got a lot to give, those bastards sucked us dry and didn't do us the courtesy of leaving many of their carcasses behind. Still, we got fresh food and you and your crews are welcome to have a meal on the house if you'll agree to take those folks down the road a spell. We managed to grow some vegetables and there's beef, eggs and milk. What do you say? You can have an honest-to-God trucker's breakfast!"
Ah, the mythical "trucker's breakfast". It was a steak, done rare, with fried eggs on top and has browns. Junkyard was one of the few places you could get one.
The Glow sometimes works in mysterious ways.
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