The Other Life (25 page)

8 days since we’d rescued Rachel and Dad from the Weepers, and now that they were in better shape, we wouldn’t postpone our departure any longer. This was the first time we’d
all had dinner together and it would be the last around this table. I pushed the thought aside.

I was sandwiched between Joshua and Bobby, but I didn’t mind. It felt like a big family gathering. Chaotic but wonderful. The scent of pasta and tomato sauce filled the kitchen, making my
stomach growl. God, I was hungry. Joshua chuckled and winked at me. I punched his leg under the table and scowled at him for laughing at me. He tried to keep a straight face, but failed miserably.
I rolled my eyes and looked away.

Dad was talking quietly with Larry. They got along well. It was good for Dad to have someone who distracted him from his sickness, but I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Even now I could
see that his temperature was up, from the sheen of sweat on his forehead. Karen looked at me and gave me a sympathetic smile. What if she was just waiting for the right moment to tell us the
truth?

I tried not to think about the Weepers and Dad’s fever, but at night those worries kept me awake. For now, I leaned back in my chair, trying to enjoy the atmosphere. I smiled when my eyes
landed on Rachel.

She sat beside Tyler and talked to him animatedly. He seldom replied, had hardly talked since he’d told us about the fence, but he seemed to listen to her. She looked so much better than
when I’d first seen her, but her screaming often woke us at night. Every member of our little group was haunted by memories of their past, but we never talked about it. The future was scary
enough. We didn’t need the past to worry about.

Geoffrey finally slunk into the kitchen, head bowed as he sat down. Joshua followed this with a frown. What had taken Geoffrey so long?

Karen sank down beside Larry, kissing his cheek with a soft smile. Marie put the pot on the table, before claiming the last free chair. She lifted Emma onto her lap and clapped her hands.
“Enjoy your meal!”

Everyone began filling their plates and started eating, the clinking of cutlery filling the kitchen. In such a moment, it was easy to forget what lay beyond the walls of Safe-haven. I noticed
Joshua kept glancing at Geoffrey, who hadn’t looked up once. I wondered what he was thinking.

After dinner most of the members of our patchwork family went upstairs to their rooms. Dad had to lean on Mom as they left the kitchen.

I watched them go. Only Geoffrey and Joshua stayed in the room with me.

“You shouldn’t worry so much,” Joshua said.

“The fever still hasn’t disappeared. Sometimes I think he’ll never get better.”

“Karen is sure it’s just because of the inflammation in his leg,” Joshua said, taking my hand again and squeezing it.

I gave him a small smile before I looked over at Geoffrey. “And what do you think? You probably know the rabies better than all of us.”

Geoffrey folded his hands on the tabletop; they were trembling. “Your father doesn’t show any additional symptoms. The fever’s even lessened to some degree. The other survivors
with rabies showed excessive thirst and heightened aggressiveness. Your father shows none of those signs. The sweating worries me, but I don’t think he’s got rabies. His leg is just
taking longer to heal because his body’s still weak.”

The way he avoided my eyes made my stomach churn. But before I could respond, Joshua leaned forward, his arms propped on the table and eyes fixed on Geoffrey. “Do you want to know what I
find strange?” He didn’t wait for Geoffrey to reply. “We all know why you’re an expert on the virus, because you told us as soon as we met you: you helped create it. And
that’s got to be the very worst thing anyone could have to admit. And yet you were too ‘scared’ to tell us what you knew about the fence...”

Geoffrey opened and closed his mouth and looked at both of us nervously.

“And when that helicopter flew over,” Joshua continued, his suspicions spilling over, “knowing what you know, you must have realized it was pointless trying to get their
attention, but you didn’t stop me, did you? What if they’d shot at me? Or perhaps that wouldn’t matter to you. Perhaps you’re on their side! You worked for the government
once – who’s to say you ever stopped?”

I gasped. What was Joshua saying? Could it be true?

“He lied to us, Sherry,” Joshua hissed. “We never should have trusted him!”

Geoffrey went pale, as if life had left his body. “I never—”

Joshua interrupted him. “I’ve kept an eye on you. Since Tyler started talking again, you’ve been acting weirdly. I guess he ruined your plan to keep us in the dark, right?
You’ve probably done everything in your power to hide the truth from us.”

Geoffrey shook his head, looking panicked. “I don’t work for the government any more, I promise you!”

“Then what’s going on with you?” I asked. “Why
have
you been so quiet?”

He swallowed visibly. “Tyler’s words shocked me just like everyone else.” He paused, taking a deep breath. “But they also got me thinking about something I heard before
everything broke down and the government built the fence. It’s been on my mind constantly...” He hesitated.

Joshua looked ready to explode.

“Just tell us!” I said.

“There were rumours of a cure.”

Whoa. What?

Joshua’s eyes grew wide. “A cure? What kind of cure?”

My mouth went dry. I wasn’t sure I could have spoken if I’d tried.

Geoffrey’s face was pleading. “It was just a rumour and by that time I wasn’t working on the rabies any more, so I don’t have first-hand knowledge...but after what
Tyler said about the labs and how they’re testing something on humans, I started wondering if the rumours might be true after all.”

“What were the rumours?” I snapped.

“A few scientists in Washington had been working on a cure and immunization project. The government had asked them to do research, but I don’t know if they succeeded or how far they
even got with it,” Geoffrey whispered.

“But what if it’s true? What if there’s a cure?” Joshua said. A vein in his temple pulsed and his hands balled into fists.

Geoffrey let out a tired sigh and rubbed his eyes. “If a cure exists, it’s kept in one of the laboratories beyond the fence and we don’t know anything about it. A cure still in
development could be deadly, or even make the rabies worse.”

“But if there is one, perhaps it could heal the Weepers,” I said. “And if Tyler told the truth, they are already testing it on humans, so it might work.”

Geoffrey looked sad when he shook his head. “We don’t know that. People died in those tests. Maybe it isn’t possible to give the Weepers their humanity back. Maybe
they’re lost for ever. Even if there is a cure, I don’t know where the laboratories are. They could be anywhere – Tyler told me he doesn’t remember where he was kept –
and they’ll be heavily guarded. You’d never get past the fence anyway. You’d risk your life for the minimal chance that there might be a cure.”

“Why didn’t you mention this to anyone?” Joshua narrowed his eyes. “Why did you pull back from us? You should have shared this with everyone straight away.”

Geoffrey fidgeted with the hem of his shirt. “Look, I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to get everyone’s hopes up. Risking our lives by searching for something
that probably isn’t even there will only get us killed. I’m just trying to do what’s best for our group.” His eyes were imploring. “I know you’re worried about
your father, Sherry, but nothing can save him if he’s infected. Don’t chase after the impossible.”

I looked away. I felt drained. For a moment, I’d really thought there might be a way to help the Weepers, to give them their humanity back. Now the situation seemed just as hopeless as
before. Yet somewhere in the back of my mind, the spark of excitement Geoffrey had kindled refused to die out.

“Excuse me, I’m tired.” Geoffrey rose from his chair and walked towards the door. He stopped and turned back to us. “I’m sorry if you feel you can’t trust me.
But the truth is there’s so much death on my conscience, I just can’t take any more. And I knew if I told you about the fence – and the cure – you’d put yourselves in
danger to find it. Don’t do anything stupid, Joshua, and take care of Sherry. The government won’t hesitate to kill you if you try anything with the fence.” As if every movement
cost more strength than he could spare, Geoffrey left the kitchen.

I glanced at Joshua, my mind racing. I could only hope he wasn’t planning on getting over the fence by himself. The mines would blow him up, even if a bullet didn’t bring him down
first. He was used to doing things alone, but if he wanted to get to the other side, then he’d have to take me with him.

“Let’s get out of here,” he said, grabbing my hand as he stood.

I raised my eyebrows.

“I need some fresh air.”

I let him pull me to my feet and followed him into the courtyard. We strolled towards the ivy-covered wall, our hands entwined. Joshua hoisted himself up with little effort and held his hand out
to me. With his help and my own pathetic attempts, I climbed up next to him and plopped down. I moved closer to Joshua’s warm body, pulled my legs against my chest and rested my chin on
them.

We sat beside each other on the cool stone, facing towards the vineyard. The sun was setting over the hills and the chatter of birds filled the silence. Everything looked so peaceful – as
if nothing had changed, as if the world hadn’t turned deadly. It was strange to think that this was the last time I’d see the vineyard. I leaned my head on Joshua’s shoulder and
slipped my hand into his.

I tilted my head and glanced up at him. “Maybe I’ll try to get over the fence and search for that cure,” I said. Despite his warnings, Geoffrey’s words had shown us a new
chance to do good, to do more than search for food or hunt Weepers.

Joshua’s face was unreadable, but at least he wasn’t trying to talk me out of it.

“Geoffrey believes it’s only a rumour. He doesn’t think there’s any hope,” I continued, hoping to get a reaction out of him.

“He doesn’t think there’s hope because he’s lost everyone he really cared about. His wife and children are dead. Nothing, not even this cure, can bring them back. But we
have people we care about, people we don’t want to see die.”

Joshua’s voice had risen to a shout. He let his head fall back and glared at the sky. “You could get rabies, and then I’d have to watch you die like I watched all those people
in the bunker die, and so many of the people I saved and brought here. I don’t want to watch you die. I couldn’t stand it.”

I sat up, startled by his words. “I won’t get it. Maybe I’m immune like you.” My voice was calm and collected. Inside, I wasn’t calm at all. He wanted to get over
the fence and search for a cure just as much as I did.

“If we got past that fence we could live a normal life. Maybe my father’s still alive, maybe he’s living on the other side.” Joshua ran a hand through his hair and let
out a long breath. “I just want to believe that there’s a way to get there.”

I looked up at him. It seemed as if there was more he wanted to say, but he stayed silent.

“I know. I feel the same way.” We owed it to everyone. If it was rabies causing Dad’s fever, I’d be able to save him. We could help so many people, maybe even give the
Weepers their lives back.

Joshua’s eyes were focused on the vineyard. “I don’t want to give up hope. I owe it to Zoe. What if the cure could help her?” His eyes fluttered shut and my chest
constricted at the sight of his pain.

Joshua shook his head as if to get rid of those thoughts and brought his face close to mine. Since that time in the vineyard when Bobby had interrupted us, we hadn’t kissed. So much had
been going on in Safe-haven that we hadn’t found time alone. And kissing in front of the others was out of the question. Bobby had watched Joshua and me the entire time since he’d found
us hugging. Even Mom and Marie looked at me with those unnerving, all-knowing expressions.

Joshua had stopped, his face centimetres away. Was he waiting for me to make the first move?

I leaned in and brushed my lips against his. Sweet and warm. Joshua wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer. Our kiss was soft, and loosened the knot in my stomach.

When we pulled apart, I was breathless. Our faces were still close and his breath warmed me. From the corner of my eye I noticed movement, and I turned my face towards it.

Mia stood in the courtyard, shifting from foot to foot, watching us curiously. An image of her as a Weeper flashed into my mind, but I pushed it away. When she saw me looking her way, her face
lit up. She dashed towards us and peered up the wall. “Did you kiss?” Her small nose wrinkled in disgust.

“What did I tell you about being nosy?” I asked, raising my eyebrows.

“Don’t do it.” She smiled sheepishly. “Can I come up?”

I glanced at Joshua and he gave a nod. He kneeled on the edge of the wall and extended his arms. Mia stood on her tiptoes and he pulled her up, making her giggle. Smiling, I made myself
comfortable, sitting cross-legged, Mia cuddled up to me, her head resting on my lap.

Joshua took his place beside me and I leaned my head on his shoulder. The sun had disappeared – only a soft glow illuminated the sky, tingeing it orange. In the distance, I could see Tyler
and Rachel strolling through the vines. It was good that Tyler wasn’t on his own any more. It must have been horrible for him to lose his twin.

I closed my eyes, breathing in the cool air while I stroked Mia’s hair. Her breathing had become even and her body relaxed against mine.

“She reminds me of my sister,” Joshua said in a whisper.

I kissed him, my fingers tangling in his soft hair. Some of the tension left his body and the ghost of a smile crossed his lips.

As long as I still had my family and Joshua, I could survive in this scary world. We were still alive. We
wanted
to live. And I knew one day we’d find a way past the fence.