DANIELS LION: CREATING REALITY
...(excerpt) REMINISCING (2030)
Feeling a soft breeze on his face, Daniel Bruin smiles as he watches the multi-colored birds dart around his bird feeder, while equally vibrant butterflies flutter amongst brightly flowered shrubs. Taking a deep breath he consciously breathes in the fresh air, observing how the air is filled with the scent of flowers, and life itself seems more abundant. Sighing contentedly he muses to himself, “It doesn’t seem possible that just ten years ago, scientists were warning that ‘Climate Change’ was threatening Humanity’s survival. With Robert and Sophia’s 2020-Revision Movement, the FHBs arrival, and the subsequent Shift, everything is different.”
Casually dressed in cotton shirt, jeans, and tennis shoes, although an octogenarian Daniel was a healthy vital man, confirmed by his relatively un-lined face and full head of white hair, making him appear several decades younger. Roused from his musings, Daniel becomes aware that the usual natural sounds of the lake that abuts his property has changed. Hearing a motorized launch slowing down as it approached the dock above the cacophony of birdsong, he looks towards the lake. Climbing out of a boat are five young people. Alerted to the presence of his visitors, he rises to greet them. Moving sprightly down the six steps from his porch with ease, he walks down his path towards the group of teenagers. He laughs as one of the young men throws his arms around him while saying, “Hi Grandpa, it’s great to see you, we have so been looking forward to doing this. How are you feeling?”
Daniel adored Michael, and loved him calling him “Grandpa”, even if he was technically only a step-grandfather. Despite being involved with the boy’s grandmother Deanna for 16 years, it wasn’t until their marriage in 2020 that Michael entered Daniel’s life as a canny 8-year old. Surprising the reporter, rather than suspicion, the outgoing highly intelligent boy immediately took to his grandmother’s new beau. Perhaps cynically, Daniel surmised that his experiences as a journalist was the reason Michael accepted him so easily. Yet, he was pleasantly surprised to discover that his “step-grandson” was genuinely interested in getting to know him, and quickly became accustomed to calling him Grandpa. True, Michael would grill Daniel on his first-hand account of the 2020-Revision Movement, as it impacted the world so much. In fact, this was why he was visiting today, Michael brought his friends for the weekend, as they were all working on a thesis on the shift for modern history, and wanted his grandfather’s take on this pivotal time.
Extricating himself from Michael’s warm embrace, Daniel turned to the young people accompanying his grandson. Remembering his manners Michael says quickly, “Sorry, forgive my rudeness. Grandpa these are my friends, Rebecca, Julie, Steve, and David.” All four young people stepped forward in turn as Michael introduced them. Shaking Daniel’s hand they each muttered the obligatory, “Pleased to meet you.”
Following the introductions, and turning back to the house, Daniel leads them into his home, while throwing over his shoulder, “Michael, I’ve put the girls in the back room, and Steve and David in your old room. You can bunk with me. Take your bags into your rooms and come and join me for lemonade.”
Considering that his beloved Deanna had passed two years earlier, Daniel’s home was surprisingly cozy with several indoor plants and crystals strategically placed to catch the light. Michael found his grandfather fascinating, because he heard that in his youth Daniel was a no-nonsense reporter; that is until he became involved with the 2020-Revision Movement.
After his five guests join him, Daniel hands them full glasses of homemade lemonade before sitting down in his favorite armchair. Quickly scanning his five visitors to include them all, and noting their casual attire of shorts, tea-shirts, and sneakers, he smiles at the eager expressions on their faces. The reporter in him noted each person’s general description. Unlike his fair-haired and hazel-eyed grandson, Steve and David’s hair and eyes were dark brown. Yet like Michael they were both of average height and build. Rebecca was a short slender redhead with green eyes, whereas Julie was tall and her golden brown hair and blue eyes reminded him of his childhood sweetheart. Addressing no one in particular, Daniel inquires, “I gather from Michael that you want to know how I became involved in the 2020-Revision Movement?”
All four of Michael’s friends answered in unison, “Yes.” But Daniel could see that Julie was holding back and asked her if there was something specific she wanted to know.
A little embarrassed, Julie, an intelligent eighteen year-old quietly said, “Our thesis concerns the causes for the Shift and the role the 2020-Revision movement played. Consequently, I would like to know more about the people behind it, which I gather was Robert and Sophia Staples.”
Daniel nodded to indicate Julie was correct in her assessment and asks, “What do you want to focus on?”
“Michael has told us you interacted with the organizers of the movement for some years before”, again Daniel affirmed Julie was correct with a nod. Smiling shyly she inquired, “I would like to know Robert and Sophia’s story, as in how it all started.” Falling silent for a moment she adds, “If that’s okay with you?” Emboldened by Julie articulating what she needed, Rebecca exclaimed she believed it was quite a story.”
Acknowledging the two girl’s request, Daniel turned to Steve and David asking, “What about you boys? Is there anything specific you want answered?”
Michael spoke for both of his male companions, “No. I think I speak for all of us when I say we are most interested in Robert and Sophia’s story. If I remember correctly, you took copious notes during your interviews.”
Nodding in agreement Daniel said, “Yes I did.” Thinking about his “interaction with the organizers” he explained, “I was a very different man when I first met them in 2006. Back then I was angry and frustrated at my correspondent job of writing what I called fluff-pieces for a weekly column. I was dying for a real story I could sink my teeth into but believed my editor thought I was washed-up as a news reporter. However, I couldn’t have been more wrong.”
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