Chapter 12

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Aaron Smith and his wife Sally farmed crops for a living. They lived in Iowa on a forty acre farm with their five kids. They were both good salt of the earth, God fearing people. Sally got the shock of her life when her husband fell ill with the ‘growth virus.’ She worried about how they were going to survive. The growing season had been a bust and the mortgage on the farm was already well past due. Sally worried especially after her husband went through the physical age regression that she heard so much about. Now she dealt with a very hungry six and half foot four year old on top of the rest of the brood. It wasn’t until she heard about a place called Gaea House that Sally started to feel some hope. She signed up to be on their waiting list.

A week later, much to Sally’s surprise she received a phone call from a Caroline Honeywell telling her that Aaron got accepted with an all-expense paid trip to the complex. Aaron was overjoyed by this news as well. Sally thought they wouldn’t get accepted till it was too late, but Ms. Honeywell explained that it wasn’t a waiting list so much as the advocate’s approval. She also mentioned that the advocate would like to speak directly with her and her husband and that the advocate doesn’t always do that. Sally felt privileged.

The trip to Gaea House seemed long. Sally left the kids under the watch of her mother and drove to this special place. Once there, she was greeted by a very beautiful giantess with violet eyes and black hair. The giantess looked to be about sixteen. Her name was Caroline Honeywell. She took them to the human quarters first where Sally could drop off her bags. Then she took them to a very large office building with fifty foot ceilings and thirty foot doors. She led them to the office of Melinda James.

Melinda James was a beautiful but slightly obese woman that stood about five foot ten inches tall. The statuesque woman had dark red wavy hair and faded tattoos. She greeted the Smiths with a smile and directed them to sit down.

“I am here to brief you a little bit on what Gaea House is all about. We are here to help the newly evolve adapt to the small world. We will help you and your family in any way possible. Your mortgage has been taken care of and some farm hands should be at the ready when you go home, Mrs. Smith. We don’t like to see the families struggle,” Melinda explained. Sally’s jaw dropped, she wasn’t expecting this. “Of course we will expect Mr. Smith here to pull his weight around here. You will find that Gaea House is much more than a ‘recovery center.’’

“With that said, I will need you to sign these clearance forms before meeting my husband, Steven James. You see, he doesn’t meet with just anybody. You will find that he is quite extraordinary and I’m not saying that because he’s my husband,” Melinda said with a smile.

“Why do we have to sign these forms?” Aaron asks.

“Yeah, just to meet someone?” Sally says.

“Gaea House holds a lot of secrets that the public doesn’t know about. On our tour you will see this. Some of our patients like to work on special projects and developments for things like solving problems that man seems to ignore. Most are in the development stage and we can’t risk a leak. Plus, Dr. Gunderson and his most trusted staff are looking into the cause of this so-called virus,” Melinda explained.

“Everything I have seen and read about it says that it’s a virus. Why do you say ‘so-called’?” Sally asked.

“Mrs. Smith, to be honest, the media has been ill-informed. This is not something that can ever be fixed. The so-called ‘infected’ are having a DNA change, there is no known cure for Mother Nature. Your husband is going through the next stage of man and the same thing will eventually happen to you too,” Melinda explained.

“What about our kids? This is not infecting children,” Sally said, thinking of her five little ones and the one she recently found out about that’s in her tummy. Melinda could see her glow, the glow of a pregnant woman, even though Sally wasn’t showing.

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