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Future Son

Posted on Mon Jul 6th, 2020 @ 3:07am by Patriot Jeddidah Quarels

Mission: Episode #1 - A New Year
Location: The Green Dragon
Timeline: Nov 29, 1772

Outside an uncomfortable mixture of rain and snow falling. It wasn't falling hard enough, and it wasn't quite cold enough to be miserable, but Jeddidah was glad he was inside. His chores were done, he was sitting in the taproom, with a fresh pint, just like he was a regular customer. He'd been to church earlier that day and had mostly enjoyed himself. The hymn singing had been good, the prayer time refreshing and Reverend Hershell Weaver had delivered a fiery sermon from Galatians 5: 1 on being free in Christ.

He'd felt pretty good about the message at first, even gone back to the Weaver's home for lunch. He'd even had an extra helping of fried chicken and corn on the cob that Mrs. Weaver had served up.

He was headed home, passing the Pennigton place, where their four sons were working around the place, their clothing sodden, torn and sticking to their bodies, just trying to keep things up because they couldn't afford any hired hands. He stopped for a moment and found himself staring at them, and he knew that he really wasn't free.

In his dreams, he could be in a place where the British didn't control things, where everyone around him was free, where he could be himself unshackled and without the restraints he had to deal with in reality. But he always woke up in a world still filled with Red Coats and neighbors he couldn't know for sure he could trust.

Now, sitting in close to the warm fire, with nothing to do, was feeling better.

Now, sitting in close to the warm fire, with nothing to do, he was feeling just a little bit better, but still a little lost.

"Mind if I sit here?" asked a blond-haired man not much older than himself. His heart began to beat a little faster. He'd never met the man who was now sitting without having gained permission, at some of the meetings he'd been attending, but he had seen him around.

"I'm Josiah," the other said, "I know you've seen me, you're pretty observant. I am too. I've been watching you. So has my boss, Mister Hancock. We have a job for you."

"But, I have a job already," Jed replied not really understanding what Josiah meant, "one that keeps me really busy."

"Not thatkind of job, we want you to keep the job you have. We want you to work for the Sons of Liberty."

"Then what do you want me to do."

"Courier mostly to take messages back and forth. And listening to anything interesting that you might hear around and reporting back to us. It could develop into something more."

"I'm in."

"That quick, are you sure? It could be dangerous, you could even be hanged for treason if you're caught."

"Then I guess I better not get caught. Yes, I'm in. I don't have to think about it. I believe in the cause. I believe in freedom. I can't live in bondage like this anymore."

Josiah put out his hand for Jed to shake. "I'll let Mister Hancock know."

 

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