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The Migration

The Migration

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Published by Bethany J. Royer
A handful of people had started to construct makeshift tents on the field. While others laid out sleeping bags or mounds of blankets on stadium seats so as to curl up and sleep.

Yet others paced nervously about, some screamed, some cried, others were silent, reserved.

Lilly spoke into her earpiece, "Do we have them all? Good. No, we’ll catch the stragglers in the city later. Yes. Yes. That's fine. We're ready."

There was another series of what sounded to be doors closing. Ralph visibly shrank into his chair with a heavy gasp.

Lilly sighed. "It's all right, Ralph. It's how it must be. We've not the resources to keep everyone, you know that."
A handful of people had started to construct makeshift tents on the field. While others laid out sleeping bags or mounds of blankets on stadium seats so as to curl up and sleep.

Yet others paced nervously about, some screamed, some cried, others were silent, reserved.

Lilly spoke into her earpiece, "Do we have them all? Good. No, we’ll catch the stragglers in the city later. Yes. Yes. That's fine. We're ready."

There was another series of what sounded to be doors closing. Ralph visibly shrank into his chair with a heavy gasp.

Lilly sighed. "It's all right, Ralph. It's how it must be. We've not the resources to keep everyone, you know that."

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Published by: Bethany J. Royer on Oct 30, 2010
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The Migration
Lilly Varghn glanced wearily at the clock. It was 5:55 a.m., her shiftdidn't start for another three hours but Ralph, impossibly young and naïvehad called.The anxiety was evident in his voice.Reluctantly, Lilly had gotten out of bed, careful not to disturb her husband as she dressed and quickly headed into work. She made a mentalnote as she entered the underground headquarters to have a discussion withthe new intern about proper protocol.Lilly stifled a yawn. "Do we have a head count, yet?"

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