“What’s wrong?” asked Benny.
“You can stay to dinner,” Brother David said stiffly, eyes still closed. “God requires mercy and sharing from all of His children. But … once you’ve eaten, I’d like you to leave. ”
Tom put his hand on the monk’s shoulder. “We’re moving on now. ”
The redhead stepped toward Tom. “It was a lovely day until you came. ”
“You should get out of here,” said the younger woman.
“No,” said Brother David sharply, then repeated it more gently. “No, Sarah,” he said to the redhead. “No, Shanti,” he said to the black teenager. “Tom’s our friend, and we’re being rude. ” He opened his eyes, and Benny thought that the man now looked seventy. “I’m sorry, Tom. Please forgive the sisters, and please forgive me for—”
“No,” said Tom. “It’s okay. Sarah’s right. It was a lovely day, and saying that man’s name here was wrong of me. I apologize to you, to her, to Sister Shanti, and to Old Roger. This is Benny’s first time out here in the Ruin. He met … that man … and had heard a lot of stories. Stories of hunting out here. He’s a boy, and he doesn’t understand. I brought him out here to let him know how things are. How things fall out. ” He paused. “I haven’t taken him to Sunset Hollow yet. You understand?”
The three Children of God studied him for a while, and then one by one they nodded.
“What’s Sunset Hollow?” Benny asked, but Tom didn’t answer.
“And I thank you for your offer of a meal,” said Tom, “but we’ve got miles to go, and I think Benny’s going to have a lot of questions to ask. Some of them are better asked elsewhere. ”
Sister Sarah reached up and touched Tom’s face. “I’m sorry for my words. ”
Sister Shanti touched his chest. “Me too. ”
“You’ve got nothing to be sorry about,” Tom said.
The women smiled at him and caressed his cheek. Shanti turned and placed her hands on either side of Benny’s face. “May God protect your heart out here in the world. ” With that she kissed him on the forehead and walked away. Sister Sarah smiled at the brothers and followed Shanti.
Benny turned to Tom. “Did I miss something?”
“Probably,” said Tom. “Come on, kiddo. Let’s roll. ”
Brother David shifted to stand in Tom’s path. “Brother,” he said. “I’ll ask once and then be done with it. ”
“Ask away. ”
“Are you sure about what you’re doing?”
“Sure? No. But I’m set on doing it. ” He fished in his pocket and brought out three vials of cadaverine. “Here, Brother. May it help you in your work. ”
Brother David nodded his thanks. “God go with you and before you and within you. ”
They shook hands, and Tom stepped back onto the dirt road. Benny, however, lingered for a moment longer.
“Look … mister,” he began slowly, “I don’t know what I said or did that was wrong, but I’m sorry, you know? Tom brought me out here, and he’s a bit crazy, and I don’t know what …” He trailed off. There was no road map in his head to guide him through this conversation.
Brother David offered his hand and gave him the same blessing he bestowed upon Tom.
“Yeah,” said Benny. “You too. Okay?”
He hurried to catch up to Tom, who was fifty yards down the road. When he looked back the monk was standing by the rusting gas pump. Brother David lifted his hand, but whether it was some kind of blessing or a gesture of farewell, Benny didn’t know. Either way it creeped him out.
9
WHEN THEY WERE FAR DOWN THE ROAD, BENNY ASKED, “WHAT WAS THAT all about? Why’d that guy get so jacked about me mentioning Charlie?”
“Not everyone thinks Charlie’s ‘the man,’ kiddo. ”
“You jealous?”