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“Trouble in the square today?” Miryam batted his hand away from the bread. “What makes you think that?” She looked up from the table where she pitted some dates. “Those two.” Across the room, Shem stared out the window of their home just outside the city, while Japheth paced the room. “Some men wanted to stone me.” “Oh, is that all?” Miryam smirked and raised her eyebrows before returning her attention to the dates.
He understood his wife well enough to recognize her attempt to make light of it was just a masquerade. She’d be worried, especially if she knew how close he’d come to really being stoned. Japheth joined Shem at the window. “What are you watching for? If they were coming, they’d have been here by now.” “Your brother’s right, son.” Noah joined them. “Malluch is no fool. He knows it would be unwise to molest us so soon after the incident at the square today.” Inside, he agreed with his second born about their opponent’s failure to incite the crowd against them. Malluch had his sight fixed on the governorship and wasn’t about to allow today’s setback to interfere with his plans. With Lamech aging, Noah remained the only thing standing in the way of his rise to power in Eden. For more details please email at: punchaudio@hotmail.com
Noah had managed to live 499 years without giving much thought to his own mortality. But as he searched the faces of the crowd just ahead, he calculated his chances of being stoned to death by day’send were pretty good. Raucous voices dropped to a whisper when he entered the city gate. Two hundred of his countrymen gathered at midday to meet the trade caravans returning from the east. “With what words do you seek to reproach us today, Preacher?” came a loud voice from the far end of the crowd that silenced the murmurs. All eyes turned to Malluch, a person of medium height clothed in a dark gray robe, a man Noah knew intimately. Twenty years earlier, he’d lost his father and brother at the Garden of Eden. Since then, he’d become the leader of a group of men intent on deposing the city’s governorship. He was flanked by his two lieutenants, Shechem and Bohar. Clean-shaven, with lightly salted acorn hair, Shechem stood a bit taller than Malluch. He presented a stark contrast to the slovenly appearance of Bohar standing next to him, whose outer garment was so filthy it masked its true color. His oily hair and scraggly beard added to the look of a man indifferent to the importance of personal hygiene. Most kept their distance from