Revenence (Novella 2): Dead Tired

by M. E. Betts

  "We did it!" Ragtop roared via the intercom, his face beaming as he blared the horn. "I hope everyone's okay back there."

  Irene pressed a button on a panel mounted inside the cab, allowing her to speak back to Ragtop. "I think so," she said, looking around at the group, who nodded in confirmation. Celia wept of relief, smiling through her tears.

  "I think we're all okay," Adrian said, sliding an arm around his sobbing daughter, kissing her atop the head. "I suppose we're more okay than we've been in some time, hmm?

  Now let's get somewhere we can make life even better." He kissed Celia again on the crown of her head. "Somewhere we can grow."