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morriss003
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Old man, writer, traveler, married, two adult children, living on a small farm on the island of Maui.
“It’s one-footed man, and I only have one boot. I’m giving both of you twenty-four hours to get out of Petersburg.”
“Wait a sec. I’m the victim here.”
“If you’re too stupid to report this asshole for extorting your shirt you’re too stupid for Petersburg. Twenty-four hours.”
#douglaslives #newadult
January 1, 2026 at 11:21 PM
Seeing the prosthetic had given Fisted Man confidence. “But maybe I was wrong. Maybe it’s your boots I’ll take. They look more my size.”
“It’s one-footed man, and I only have one boot. I’m giving both of you twenty-four hours to get out of Petersburg.”
#douglaslives #postapocalypse #newadult
January 1, 2026 at 11:20 PM
“I didn’t ask if your discussion concerned me. I asked you what the hell is going on. See the difference?”
“He wants my boots,” the smaller man blurted. “I already gave him my shirt, yesterday.”
“I told you to butt out, one-legged man.” #douglaslives
January 1, 2026 at 11:19 PM
Douglas was not one to follow orders, unless they were given by a villager who had the authority to give orders. He changed direction and moved with all deliberate speed toward the two. The fisted man scowled and took a step back, eyeing the iron spearhead. #douglaslives #postapocalypse #newadult
January 1, 2026 at 4:32 PM
He would have ignored them, but then one grabbed the smaller man’s shirt and drew back his fist.
“Hey! What the hell is going on?”
“This doesn’t concern you,” the fisted man called. “Just keep going.”
#douglaslives
January 1, 2026 at 4:31 PM
Within the week fate seemed to agree, when on his way to meet with a firewood gathering crew, he chanced on two young men who were arguing. He would have ignored them, but then one grabbed the smaller man’s shirt and drew back his fist.
“Hey! What the hell is going on?”
#douglaslives #postapocalypse
January 1, 2026 at 4:30 PM
Douglas wasn’t so sure he was fitting in. He was accustomed to being on edge, and he felt that his propensity for violence was too established to be quickly forgotten. #douglaslives
January 1, 2026 at 4:30 PM
When they were alone Susanna said, “I feel like Petal and I are fitting in quite well. Thank you for bringing us here.”
He grunted. “It was the only option.”
“Just say ‘you’re welcome’.”
“You’re welcome.”
#douglaslives
January 1, 2026 at 4:13 AM
“There will be a little girl working with you today. Please keep an eye on her.”
“Petal?”
“Yes.”
“Do not worry. I will.”
“How the hell do you already know about Petal?”
“What are you talking about? This is Petersburg. Does the name ‘Gabby’ not mean anything to you?”
#douglaslives #postapocalypse
January 1, 2026 at 4:13 AM
“Then on behalf of all the villagers of Petersburg I thank you for bringing him back to us.”
“Dammit, Ahmad.”
“You’re welcome. He’s glad to be back.”
“I’ll need to talk to you about chores.”
“I know. Kat has already explained some.”
“Good. I’ll be in the kitchen.”
#douglaslives #postapocalypse
January 1, 2026 at 4:11 AM
“Granted again. I’ve chopped lots of wood.”
“Then start with that. Let me see how much you can do in half a day.”
“I can help you with that,” Susanna said. “I know how much he can chop.”
“Are you Susanna?”
“Yes, I am.”
#douglaslives
January 1, 2026 at 4:10 AM
"But, Ahmad, I remember how it was. You never went easy on any of us. I should know.”
“Yes, you should. So, you should know that I am not letting you off anything. Do the chores, and we’ll see. I know you’ll give us your best. Even if I was tough on you, I never accused you of not working hard.”
January 1, 2026 at 4:10 AM
“Damn it, Douglas, what do I know what you can or can’t do? I haven’t seen you in four years. You march out of here, scaring everybody to pieces by the way, we knew you were dead; and then you come back like nothing ever happened.”
“Granted." #douglaslives
January 1, 2026 at 4:09 AM
“Ahmad, I’m warning you. If you treat me like an invalid or a wimp I’ll get pissed.”
Ahmad appeared baffled. “What are you talking about?”
“I’m talking about you tiptoeing around me. ‘Just do whatever you can, Douglas’.” His mimicking tone had Ahmad glowering.
#douglaslives #postapocalypse #romance
January 1, 2026 at 4:08 AM
Susanna returned to find Douglas having his own conversation about work. His body language told her he was annoyed. The young man he was speaking to was light chocolate. He had a full beard, but his head was shaven. #douglaslives
January 1, 2026 at 4:07 AM
“I won’t let you down.
“Thank you, but…. Douglas?”
“He grew on me.”
“Like moss. Good luck.”
“Thank you, I’ll need it. Do you pray?”
“Well…uh…yeah, sometimes.”
“I will need those too. Let’s go, Petal.”
The girl gave her a guilty look. “I’m on kitchen duty.”
“Oh. Then I’ll see you after work.”
“Okay.”
December 31, 2025 at 3:33 PM
“I would like to move some of your extra clothing to the store.”
“That makes sense. Check the inventory sheets to see what our scavenger parties have found. If it looks like we have an excess of anything, you can have that too, but check with Ahmad first.”
#douglaslives #postapocalypse #newadult
December 31, 2025 at 3:32 PM
“Yes, I know how to create a store where people can leave items for others to purchase. That way, they don’t have to travel all over to buy.”
“That’s true,” Kat replied, suddenly friendlier. “I remember that from the old world. What did they call that? Consignment. Something like that." #newadult
December 31, 2025 at 3:30 PM
“I’ll need a list of everything you know well. Our minds are what caused us to survive. Contributing knowledge is just as crucial as working.”
“Douglas said as much. The thing I do best is sell goods.”
“You’re good at selling goods.”
#douglaslives
December 31, 2025 at 3:30 PM
“I understand. I will do my best. I need to speak to you about another matter. Our living quarters.”
“I’m working on that. I trust Douglas told you that everyone works who can.”
“He has mentioned it several times.”
#douglaslives
December 29, 2025 at 8:30 PM
Kat’s answer must have been satisfactory, because Petal thanked her. Seconds later the door opened, and the two appeared, Kat giving Desi a curt nod.
“You’re Susanna?”
“I am.”
“Okay, Petal is your kid. That means you’re responsible for her. Don’t neglect her just because you and Douglas‒”
#romance
December 29, 2025 at 8:30 PM
For a brief period, Susanna and Desi heard the muffled voice of Kat.
“Oh. They’re dead. Some bad people killed them. That’s why I was living with Susanna.”
After more mumbling they heard, “Shouldn’t it be up to me? Yes, I want them to be my parents.”
#douglaslives #postapocalypse #newadult #romance
December 29, 2025 at 8:29 PM
Petal’s strident young voice was suddenly heard. “Whadda you mean, ‘where are my parents?’ You know where they are. We’re staying with Uncle Tyler and Auntie Gabby. I mean Susanna and Douglas are. I’m staying in the Lodge with Wanda.” #douglaslives
December 29, 2025 at 8:28 PM
“Tradition. I watch over all the kids of Petersburg.” She glanced fondly at the children.
“Successfully, I hope.”
“For the most part. Kids have their own ideas of right and wrong.”
“As do adults.”
“Yes.”
#douglaslives
December 29, 2025 at 2:46 PM
“What are you talking about?” Susanna’s anxiety had risen and with it her temper.
“Kat is making sure that Petal is with you of her own free will. I think she is, but Kat has to make sure.”
“Oh. I see. Very well, we will see what Petal says. Why are you her temporary guardian?”
#douglaslives
December 29, 2025 at 2:45 PM