'In the beginning, everything seemed just has it had always been. The depression was easing off, people were finding jobs, times seemed good.
Nobody had any idea what was coming, nobody that is but my brother Brandon.
Brandon was always the conspiracy theorist of the family. He could not hold down a job in good times or bad and he was always living with one family
member or another but he could always tell us how the government was planning social upheaval. We never paid him any mind because frankly we thought
he was overly paranoid. We would regret not listening to him.'
DECEMBER 23 2014. 8:34 am Uvalde T.X. One Year before N-Day.
In the news today the US Christmas sales are looking good and economic indicators continue to show strong signs of the depression leveling
"Brandon, could you turn that off and give me a hand wrapping these gifts?"
Brandon turned off the TV "Sure, it was only fluff news anyways. Nothing of any real interest anyways."
"You spend way too much time watching that thing anyways. You should get a girlfriend." Lake said.
"How do you know I don't already have a girlfriend?"
"Because your nerd friends online don't count. You can't sleep with your computer... Well maybe you could but I would not want to see the
messed up squid babys from that union."
"Ha Ha very funny you should go into comedy." Brandon sardonically replied. "So are you gonna pop the question to Harley, for Christmas?"
Lake winced "Not yet. I just wanna make sure I have enough money set aside so we can have a good home with some money set aside for a baby. Speaking
of money have you found a job yet?"
Now it was Brandons' turn to wince. "Not unless you can get me on at Ace."
"Not yet, Tony still ain't hiring. Did Jack in the box call you back?"
Brandon looked off into no where for a moment wrapping presents. He felt guilty living off of his brothers good grace. He had graduated four years ago
but their was no money for college and in the depression economy the best he could manage was seasonal work and odd jobs. His brother Lake understood
the situation but still held hope that Brandon would find something stable and make something of himself.
Lake tried to change the subject "Mom and Jenna should be here soon. I gotta tell you I'm a little nervous about hosting the family dinner here this
"And dad?" Brandon asked.
"He should make it in sometime tonight. Mom said he was passing through Dallas when he called last."
[edit on 12-9-2009 by titorite]