A Throwback in Evolution
By John Hayden
Book No. 2 from the ‘A Race to Consciousness’ Trilogy
Published by John Hayden at Smashwords
Copyright 2013 John Hayden
A ball of transparent purple gas appears in our atmosphere. Majority of babies born around this time have been affected, they are behaving exceptionally irrational. It’s soon discovered that their brains are not developing properly. Arthur was born around this time, he seemed to be unaffected. The world governments know there is an epidemic when these children reach school age and are forced to impose restrictions on class sizes for the safety of the teachers and pupils. As a result Arthur lands in a class where most of the other children are affected and acting wild. A boy in Arthur’s class named Zack is a stocky build and a bully. On a daily basis he is up to evil mischief, beating and intimidating the other pupils. One day he leads a group to attack and kill the teacher. Arthur played no part but was tarred with the same brush. They become the youngest offenders ever to be imprisoned. Arthur goes through hell during his incarceration at the hands of Zack. After their release from prison, the world by now full of children and teenagers acting like animals is not a safe place. The world leaders decide to segregate massive portions of each country with thirty foot walls to isolate the really nasty teenagers as the prisons bulge with the ever increasing population of these kids.
Arthur thinks Zack is finally out of his life, but to the contrary, Zack takes over the segregated area builds an army and is Arthur’s tormentor for years to come. Arthur, placid by nature is compelled to take vengeance on Zack after Zack attacks the most precious people in his life, his parents and his beloved girlfriend. He has to break in to the segregated area where Zack resides knowing he stands alone against Zack and his army of deranged teenagers.
Chapter One: Trying for a baby.
“Yes! Yes! It’s positive. Come here Jimmy quickly.”
“What’s the matter darling?”
“Quick look it’s positive.”
“What’s positive? Ah the thing, the test for the pregnancy, is it? Yes! I’m over the moon, but isn’t it about time we’ve been trying for years. Come here give us a hug, ah I love you. We‘re finally going to be parents, wow! Can you believe it?”
“We’ll crack that bottle of champagne open, this is certainly a time to celebrate.”
“Not for me darling, remember I’m pregnant, have to watch what I consume. I’m going to phone my mother to tell her the good news.”
“Ok Linda alcohol free for you sweetheart, I’ll get the glasses ready and put the champagne on ice, shall we order a meal?”
“Yes love I’ll phone for a take away, after I phone my mother. No I will do that first.”
The next morning Jimmy went to work as usual to his clinic as a psychologist. He had a bounce in his step that morning with the good news. After work he went on to his sister’s house to let them know the good news. His sister was there with her child. Young Mark was hyperactive and his mother longed for a little peaceful girl to complete her family. She was lucky enough to be married to a builder and lived a plush lifestyle. Jimmy told her the news and she was delighted, she got very excited and started dancing around the room, then gave Jimmy a great big hug and said,
“I knew you would get there, now I have to convince my husband to do the same.”
On his way home Jimmy stopped at a florist and bought a magnificent bouquet, the nicest one they had, the florist wrapped it with a beautiful ribbon and Jimmy wrote on the gift card. ‘For my darling Linda, thank you for being so sweet, I love and adore you forever. Jimmy XXX.
As he drove home he was getting really excited about the prospects of finally having a new member to their family. He imagined what difference it would make in terms of their family life and knew that they had all but given up hope of ever having a baby of their own. Adoption had been discussed and dismissed until all the other avenues had been exhausted. But this was it, it was true they were to be parents, their prayers were answered. While driving up the drive of his detached five bedroom dormer bungalow, built with a stone face and reclaimed yellowish imperial brick quoins that supported a bell-cast roof sheeted with reclaimed slate roof tiles. He noticed the curtain twitching in the arched dormer window which they had agreed would be the baby’s room, if they were to ever have a baby. Now that it had been confirmed that they were to have a baby, the room could be set up.