“Don’t be silly, it was your idea,” I tell Sabrina. “All you had to do was say it louder, Corin would’ve loved it even more.”
Devon agrees, it’s a bright idea, but Sabrina brings up a point. Who lives with who? Without even thinking, I say, “We could live together.”
Since we’re still close to my original spot by the back, I know my earlier company, before spying Sabrina, is still there. I can still feel his eyes watching me and I know he overheard me. And I know he’s hurt because he wanted the same thing, to live together, and I’d said it was a dumb idea.
I wasn’t being a hypocrite, however. I’m only sixteen and his reasonings varied from the logic Corin and I were getting at. I don’t dare look back, instead keeping my focus on Sabrina.
“You need help with Fenella and Dev and I need more contact with humans than plants,” I look at Devon with a small smile.
Corin whistles calling the room back to silence. He thinks everyone should decide who to live with and where, but that how we help the town collectively.
Someone, a guy near the front is talking about jobs again. But not in the ‘our parents’ sort of fashion. He is making a lot of sense, saying how we can live off the land but only a green thumb could keep us alive.
“Ha!” I smile smugly with a glance at my friends. That’d be us. I hadn’t done much farm work like those two, but me and mom’s garden is still flourishing with cucumbers, eggplant, and berries. But it takes more than food to keep a town flourishing. Which someone else shouts out and Corin agees. He’s worried about water supply and it’s safety to drink. Other people are worried about clothing and security from the City bullies.
I think Corin is getting a bit overwhelmed with all there is to discuss, but he’s smiling proudly because a much needed discussion is why he called this meeting. I hate myself for being proud of him for having the bravery to call us all here, but a good idea is a good idea.