Futuristic/Sci-Fi, 341 pages
Cover art by Richard Stroud
For decades, Homo
sapiens, the current species of humans, has been experiencing a leap in
evolution. For many it will mean significant advancements for humankind, for
others it will mean starting over.
Excerpt:
Forty-one
year old Jeremiah Langmore sat on the edge of the bed with his head in his
hands. He squinted and used his hands to cover his eyes as he tried to discern
where he was. He looked around the room and slowly pulled his hands away from
his face. His head was pounding and he had no idea where he was. He glanced
over his shoulder to find a strange woman in the bed. He immediately felt
remorse and guilt.
Nearly a year
earlier, his wife, Christine, had died in childbirth. He was unable to shake
the feeling that any interaction with another woman was somehow cheating on
her.
Christine was
five years younger than he was and she had wanted to wait to start a family, so
they could focus on their website start-up business. They met as co-workers in
a downtown Indianapolis bank. He was a department manager in the finance area;
she was a programmer. They had started chatting over lunch one day. That
discussion led to more conversations. One Saturday afternoon, he found her in
the library working on her laptop. When he found out she was building a website
for a friend, he presented her with an idea he had been working on.
His idea grew
to become their idea. Working side-by-side on weekends, their mutual business
interest turned to romance; within a year, they were married. Within another
year, they found enough financing to quit their jobs to pursue their website
business full-time. After a few years, they started getting pressure from his
parents to start a family. He was the last in a long line of Langmores, whose
roots traced all the way to the original Mayflower Pilgrims. If he did not
father children, the Mayflower Langmores would cease to exist.
On their
fifth wedding anniversary, they sold their company for $10 million dollars.
Their plans to start a family started the next day. Within two months, she was
pregnant. At seven months, they found out she was having a boy. The night
before she was due to deliver the baby, a brain aneurysm burst while they
watched television. She and the baby both died before the ambulance arrived. He
was a forty-year-old widower who spent most of the following year drinking
himself to sleep.
Since he was
financially secure he had no need to go back to work. He and Christine had been
so romantically involved and focused on their business that he had lost touch
with many of his friends. The handful of close friends he maintained were well
aware of his predicament and worked diligently to bring him out of his funk and
back into society.
He remembered
that three of his old friends had picked him up to complete a pub-crawl down a
trendy downtown social street. By midnight, his friends needed to head home to
their wives. He had loosened up enough to stay behind, telling them he would
just get a hotel room and then take a cab home in the morning. As soon as they
left him, a redheaded beauty approached him. By 3:00 a.m., he was checking into
a hotel room with her.
“Hey, time to
wake up,” he said as he patted her thigh.
“I’m awake,”
she mumbled. “I’m just not ready to face that sunlight yet. Do you think you
could shut those curtains for a while?”
It occurred
to him that her request was brilliant. “Yeah, sure,” he answered. As he stood
to walk toward the window, he caught a glimpse of his nude body in the
full-length mirror on the wall. He stopped for a moment. He noticed that his
short brown hair had a minor case of bed head. The bags under his eyes were
common after a night of heavy drinking. Once he grabbed the curtain cord and
pulled it to block the sun, his headache instantly subsided. “Sorry ‘bout
this,” he started, “but, what’s your name,” he finished with a chuckle.
“Oh thank
god!” she answered, exasperated.
“Oh thank
god, what?”
“Thank god you
asked first,” she answered with a chuckle as she rolled over to reveal her
face.
“You too,
huh?” he said as he smiled. “My friends call me Jerry.”
“I’m Sarah.
It’s nice to meet you, Jerry.” She stuck her hand out to shake hands. Jerry
crawled back into bed and shook her hand, responding, “It’s nice to meet you as
well, Sarah.” He paused for a moment and continued, “Do you have any idea where
we are?”
“That bad,
huh?” Sarah asked. Jerry simply raised his eyebrows, shrugged and shook his
head to acknowledge that he had no idea. “The Marriott downtown,” she
continued. “We were both pretty hammered. At two-forty-five-ish the bartender
announced last call. You announced that you were grabbing a cab to the nearest
hotel with a room. Then you asked if I wanted to join you,” she finished as she
rubbed both hands through her short red hair. As she crawled out of bed, it
became apparent to him that she still had her top and panties on.
She reached
for her jeans and pulled them on. “You checked us in, opened the door, walked
over to the far side of the bed, stripped and crawled into bed. I wasn’t in the
bathroom for more than a minute. When I came out, you were already out cold.”
“Wow, was I
that good?” he said with a laugh as he pulled sheets on to warm his naked body.
He could tell she was looking for her purse and the exit, so he continued.
“Hey, Sarah, hang on a minute, I have an idea.” She paused and looked in his
direction, so he continued. “Look, whether it was due to my complete
inebriation or not, nothing happened here. So unless you’re upset because I
passed out, or you really have to be somewhere else, how about you let me buy
you breakfast?”
Sarah grabbed
her purse, sat in the chair and looked at him. Jerry looked at her. She most
definitely looked like she had just crawled out of bed. But, he thought, “if
this is her worst, she’s pretty attractive.”
“Can I take a
shower first?” she asked.
“That would
be a pre-requisite for me, as well.”
She paused to
ponder a moment longer before saying, “Well it‘s Saturday and I really don’t
have anywhere I have to be right now.”
“Great. Then
it’s settled,” he announced. “You can go first. Then if you are still here when
I get out, I will know that I haven’t freaked you completely out. Go ahead and
get started. I’ll call down to the front desk for a couple of toothbrushes.”
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