"It"s for the meeting tomorrow. Weren"t you informed?" the woman asked, looking at him closely. "I don"t recognize you, or this young lady. Were you just pa.s.sing through?"
George gave the woman a sour look. "No, I live here. Name"s George Blanton. I live out south of town. This girl here is Anna. Don"t know her last name. She"s from that farm where the miners rescued the family."
The woman was nodding as she listened. "Now I know who you are. Well, there"s a meeting for all residents who care to attend here in the auditorium tomorrow morning. That"s when the science types are going to announce what they have found out about how we got here, and how to get back."
George nodded and led Anna outside and put her in the truck. "Well, Anna," he said as he got in, "I think that we need to go see Beth and Jimmy." Anna"s expression brightened at the mention of Beth"s name, and he chuckled. "I"m going to get that dictionary so we can communicate better."
Little Jim was out front when George and Anna drove up, and he hurried inside to announce their arrival. Elizabeth and Marge met them on the porch and took them inside. "Beth, I need to borrow that dictionary of yours."
"Talking to her is harder than you expected, isn"t it, George?" Elizabeth asked as she walked across the living room.
"Yep. There are a lot of concepts that I just don"t know how to convey to her."
"Such as?"
"Well, such as who we are and where we"re from. America doesn"t even seem to register as a country to her."
Elizabeth stopped and looked over her shoulder at him. "If what we"re hearing is true, America isn"t a country yet, George. Just some English and Spanish colonies in the new world. I don"t even know if they call it North America yet."
That stopped George in his tracks. "Not even America yet? Oh, G.o.d in Heaven, how could I have forgotten that?"
"Because it hasn"t really sunk in yet. You know it in your head, but you don"t really know it in your heart."
"No, you"re probably right. I keep expecting something to happen, something that will make everything the way it was. It"s almost like... it"s almost like when Mary died." George looked at the floor and slowly shook his head.
Elizabeth nodded and stepped closer, putting her hand on his arm. "And when Jim died. I know. It"s surreal now. We"re still in shock. But the reality is going to set in soon enough."
George nodded. "They"re having a meeting about it tomorrow at the high school."
"Jimmy told us," Elizabeth said softly. "He was talking to Mr. Ferrara, Lizzy"s science teacher. He doesn"t think that there"s any way to get back."
George nodded and looked at Anna, but she was gone. He whipped his head around, scanning the room, but there was no sign of the girl. Marge saw his look and smiled. "She"s with Liz and Mel. I think that they"re trying on dresses in their room."
George sighed. He didn"t have the experience for handling Anna. Not really. Dave had been his only child, and boys were easier than girls. "Well, since we"re alone now, I have a favor to ask."
"Ask away," Elizabeth answered.
"Well, Anna is a teenager. I"m sure her mother took care of the basics, but, well, things have changed. I"m just not comfortable with the idea of trying to discuss it with her."
"Discuss what?"
"Well... her period," George answered somewhat sheepishly. He had been married for over thirty-five years, but that was part of Mary"s life that he hadn"t intruded on.
Elizabeth shook her head. "Men. Jim never wanted anything to do with the girls when they were going through p.u.b.erty either. I"ll take care of it. Or we will." She glanced at Marge and received a nod of agreement.
"Thank you. It"s just something that I never wanted to learn anything about."
Elizabeth led George into the kitchen and poured two cups of coffee. "She"s a pretty girl, George. You may have other problems as well."
"How so?" George was seated at the kitchen table and accepted the cup that Elizabeth handed him.
"You saw how the boys reacted to her."
"Oh, no! Not my problem. That"s for her daddy to deal with."
Elizabeth reached over and touched his hand. "He may not be able to, George. The doctors aren"t sure that he"ll make it. That leaves you so long as she"s living under your roof."
George looked startled for a moment, then shrugged. "We"ll deal with that when the time comes. I"m hoping to get her mother home with us soon. Ken Hobbs said that their farm is still standing, but it"s damaged pretty badly. It"ll take a lot of work to get it livable again. Besides, I really don"t think that she should be on her own for a while. I can take care of all of us with Dave"s stash."
Elizabeth nodded. "We talked about that last night. Dave"s guns and stuff may be needed. We may have to defend ourselves against one of the largest armies in history."
George closed his eyes for a moment. "There"s more than guns up there, Beth. Lots more."
"Keep it there for now, George. That stash may be your salvation."
George chuckled and shook his head. "If Dave was here he"d probably be crowing like a spring rooster about being right."
Anna reappeared in a different dress and a smile a mile wide. Melody and Lizzy were grinning just as hard, and occasionally giggling. Melody finally had to say it. "Anna thinks Jim is cute."
George immediately put his head in his hand and just said, "Oh, lord."
Marge laughed and shook her head. "Are you ready to negotiate a dowry, George?"
George gaped at her while the rest of the women laughed, including Anna. Then Elizabeth and Marge gathered all of the girls and went toward the back of the house.
George walked outside and watched the boys as they did their ch.o.r.es around the farm. They had apparently been allowed to skip school. That made sense to George. Not much point in going to school when there weren"t going to be any cla.s.ses.
It was more than an hour later when the women reappeared, and Anna walked over to George"s side with a slightly dazed expression. Elizabeth was shaking her head, but she had an amused smile on her face. "She"ll be all right, George. She"s just a little shocked by us."
"Oh, gee, can"t imagine why," George said sarcastically. "Come along, Anna. Let"s go home." Turning back to Elizabeth, he gave her a little bow. "Ladies, I thank you. I"m going to see about bringing her mother home after the meeting tomorrow. I may need some more help."
"We"re only a phone call away, George," Elizabeth answered, smiling at both of them.
George and Anna spent another quiet night, each lost in thoughts of their own. In the morning they returned to the school to find Anna"s mother sitting up and sipping tea. Anna immediately dropped to her knees and started talking. George didn"t understand a word of it, but her tone was joyous and light. Then she stood and motioned George forward. "George, dis ist mein mutty, Tilda Braun."
George was more surprised that he understood her meaning than the introduction. He shook off his surprised and bowed deeply at the waist, then said, "I am pleased to meet you, Missus Braun." He was also surprised to find that he had not learned Anna"s last name until now.
Tilda looked at him with her haunted eyes, but there was something more in them than there had been. Surprise warred with fear and despair, and there was just a glimmer of what could be hope. "You ist gut, good man, George. Tank, thank you," she said in halting English, much to George and Anna"s surprise.
"You are welcome. I wish I had that book." He smiled at Anna and Tilda, then shrugged. "When you are ready, we will take you home. You have a room of your own for as long as you need it." He smiled, hoping that she understood, then nodded at Anna. "You stay here, Anna. I"m going to the meeting, and I"ll be back for you when it"s done." He smiled and motioned for Anna to stay where she was, then turned and left. Anna and Tilda"s voices were a constant buzz of strange words behind him as he walked away.
The meeting in the gymnasium was not the tedious affair that George had feared. The information was mostly a rehash of what he already knew. They were stuck in 1631 Germany. It was spring. There was a huge war raging around them. And some a.s.s from out of town thought that they ought to chase Anna and her people away. George was on his feet, shouting at the top of his lungs as John Simpson referred to his little Anna as a disease carrier. He hadn"t been this angry since-well, he couldn"t remember when he had ever been this angry.
Mike Sterns took the podium next and expressed his own displeasure with Simpson"s comments, and George felt his admiration of the boy growing. d.a.m.n it all, now he understood why Dave had thought the world of Mike"s leadership abilities. And of Mike as a person. The boy had what it took to lead a mob of hillbillies like these.
When the vote came, George added his voice to those for Mike and his agenda. Screw that stuffed suit. His kind had been why George had retired at age fifty-five, even though he could have continued on for another eight years. The stuffed suits had driven him out.
George left the gym with a definite feeling of unease, but a sense of purpose as well. Stuck here and on their own, he knew one thing for certain: they needed to plant crops. Food, as it had been pointed out, was going to be a priority. No arable land could be left fallow, and he had-well, he had Mary"s garden. He hadn"t planted it in years since her death, but it was good land. Maybe better now for having been left alone for a while.
George returned to the clinic and found both Anna and Tilda ready to go. Doctor Adams was there as well, slowly shaking his head. "Mr. Blanton, I"m glad to see you. It seems that my patient wants to leave."