For those curious and keeping track - I rewrote Ch 3 today, which was told in 1st person. It's now in 3rd person. Hopefully now the POV jump from third person Graham to first person Sam will not be as awkward....
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Comments from those that downloaded the preview LRF are very much appreciated. With that said:
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SAM
3
His head hurt. Bad. Sam awoke with a start, groggily looking around. He blinked. Once. Twice. The room slowly came into focus around him. The only light shining through the darkness was the alarm clock to the left. Its colon blinked, casting strange shadows left and right. turning the white walls red. A low rumble sounded nearby, startlingly loud in the stillness of the midnight air. Sam buried himself in the covers to drown out the sound of his roommate’s snores.
Tomorrow is mom’s birthday. He thought, running the date through his head. Has it really been a month since I was home? It’s okay. He reasoned, the house wasn’t really his any more. It belonged to the city. It belonged to the Mayor. It belonged to his father. It just didn’t feel real.
Four years ago he had a completely different life. Four years and twelve jobs later, everything was new. Everything was as it should be. He couldn’t remember the last time he went without dinner, or without a haircut or clean clothes. It had taken a lot to get where he was. Times were tough then, sure. Mom was a cashier at SaveNow, dad sweated and grunted in the steel mills during the day, and froze in a guard shack at night. Back then everyone worked. Back then, going to college was as big a fantasy as flying horses and devils and monsters.
He sighed. For the first time in three years, he found himself thinking about Jessica. The baby. She was the only one that didn’t have to work. Didn’t have to work twice. She loved mom. And mom loved her.
It happened so quick, so fast. The change took three hundred votes, two debates, and an uprising of hope. It was a new revival of lost souls seeking salvation, seeking change. It was something to be proud of. It was Hope. His family – they were gods among men. We were the kings and queens of Camelot. We were the future. And I was going to school. They were the Heroes of the Headlines.
Sam tossed and turned some more, still not believing this was his new home. The clock ticked towards three am. He coughed and closed his eyes again. Tomorrow was a new day. And he had work to do.
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Told yall it was short =)