Chapter One: A New Life For Judith


Generation 1: Judith Thiago


Chapter 1: A New Life for Judith


Judith Thiago. She’s the only daughter of a truck driver and a homemaker who spent her childhood moving from town to town, following her father who followed the work. She was born in Twinbrook, but only lived their until she was two. From there it was Riverview, Appaloosa Plains, Sunset Valley, and even Bridgeport, until they finally settled in Riverview again after her father’s stoke left him unable drive, and therefore unable to work. Judith never had a hard time making friends in her new towns, however. She’s very charismatic and kind-hearted. Despite her friends, though, Judith didn’t stay grounded in Riverview for long. She dreamed of making real changes in the way the government regulates carbon emissions, and as much as she loved Riverview’s small town vibe and gorgeous green landscape, she knew she couldn’t accomplish her goals from home. She needed to go to Hidden Springs, the town of the rich and politically active.


This is where Judith made her home. She had a massive, empty lot, which she could make all her own. She wanted to build her life from the ground up, and the land she purchased was perfect for just that. Judith was incredibly environmentally cautious, and was glad that she would be able to build a house that reflects that. She didn’t have very much money in the beginning, and so much of her time would be spent outdoors, as she couldn’t build a house that someone would want to spend more than a few minutes in. That didn’t bother Judith at all, though. She loved the outdoors. Judith was also very frugal, and so she would be careful not to overspend on her house if she could help it. As she looked at her lot, she could start to picture the life she would live there. She’d plant trees, a garden, and maybe even put in a pond. But first she needed to find a job.


The only thing Judith had brought from Riverview besides her clothes and some cash was her bicycle. With the environment as her pet project, Judith needed to walk the walk. Hidden Springs was a much larger town than Riverview, though, and so it took her almost forty five minutes to get to her destination. She didn’t have any problem with that, though. Hidden Springs was breathtaking, and cycling through it, seeing all of the massive houses, Judith knew she made the right choice in coming.


Judith had arranged an interview with Catarina Vanderburg, a major politician in Hidden Springs. She and Ms. Vanderburg seemed to get along well, and Ms. Vanderburg was impressed with Judith’s passion. She offered her a position playfully titled ‘Podium Polisher,’ which would entail making sure everything is in order ascetically before Ms. Vanderburg takes to the stage. Judith called her mother immediately after she got out of the interview to tell her the good news.


Now that she had a job, Judith headed over to the library to do some reading. She found a book about how to talk to every day people about politics that had a lot of really interesting points. Judith had never understood why most people found politics boring or awkward to talk about, and this book highlighted some of those reasons. Rather than talking about democratic policies, people find it easier to talk about democrats. And when talking about a group of people, someone is bound to get upset. Armed with this new knowledge, Judith went looking for someone to talk policy with.


The lady that Judith started talking to had no interest in politics or policy, however. She couldn’t seem to understand that Judith wasn’t trying to sell something. The people of Hidden Springs were so often asked for campaign donations that they could hardly see the difference between solicitors and politicians. Judith was disheartened, and started to feel guilty about moving to Hidden Springs because of it’s wealth. Then and there, she decided to represent the people because they are people, and not because they are rich. She would show equal regard to those who didn’t donate and those who did. It seemed like a simple enough rule of thumb, but unfortunately it sounded like most politicians didn’t live by it.


Judith thanked the woman and headed back over to the non-fiction section to check out a few more books about political science. Browsing the same section was this man, and the two got to chatting about their personal ideals. As soon as he found out she was a hopeful politician, he began ranting about the justice system.
“When you get up there, you’ve got to do something,” He exclaimed. “You know, I’ve never even had a speeding ticket, but I’ve been arrested three times. If a cop so much as sees me in a neighborhood that’s had a robbery in the past month, they pull me in for questioning. Just because I’m a big black man.”
“The same thing happened to my father,” Judith shook her head sadly. “Once, he was a suspect in a murder, just because someone saw him stop for gas at the same truck station the victim used to frequent. I promise you, if I’m ever elected, even if it’s just as a town selectman, I’ll be doing whatever I can.”
The two talked for almost an hour. The sun started to set, and Judith regretfully had to leave. She still wasn’t quite certain of the way home, and was sure she would get lost if she had to bike home in the dark. So, she exchanged numbers with her new friend, Ian, and he promised to call her soon.


With pretty much all of the money she had saved, Judith was able to build this little house. It suited her needs well enough, as she didn’t spend much time there, anyway. Ms. Vanderburg kept her quite busy, as it was an election year and there were dozens of speaking engagements to prepare for each week.


It didn’t take Ian weeks to get in touch with Judith, though. In fact, Judith didn’t even let a full day go by. She texted him in the early afternoon the day after they met. This time they didn’t talk politics, though. Instead, they shared about their lives, their likes and dislikes, and what they hoped their futures would be like. In the end, Ian asked Judith out. She said yes, of course, but wasn’t able to commit to a time and place quite yet. Her schedule was incredibly full.


After a date that had to be canceled, Ian gets tired of waiting and tells Judith he’ll come over when she gets out of work, no matter what time of day. It ends up being 11:00 at night that they finally get their first ‘date,’ even though it’s not quite the setting they had planned. They ended up spending almost all night together, just talking.


It’s 6:00 when Ian has to go home. He worked in professional sports, and had practice at 4:00 pm, so he headed home to get a few hours sleep before work. He hugged Judith gently before he went, careful not to cross any lines. Judith couldn’t be sure if Ian had felt it, but when he touched her she felt something like a surge of electricity coarse through her. She’d heard people say things like that before, but she’d never actually experienced it with any of her previous boyfriends.


As Ian went to pull away, Judith stopped him. She wasn’t usually a very forward person, but she’d also never felt this way before. She grabbed him arm and kissed him, just a quick peck on the lips.
“Thanks for coming,” She smiled, careful not to let a giggle of excitement escape from her chest.
“Huh,” was all Ian could manage for a second. “I mean, my pleasure. When can I see you again?”
“Well, I have practice until eight. I’d have to head home and shower, but I could be over at nine thirty.”
“I have a shower,” Judith said, “And I live closer to the stadium.”
“True. I’ll be over after practice, then.”


And suddenly, Judith understood what people meant when they talked about whirlwind romances. She had never been the type to move quickly in terms of physical relationships, but with Ian, she saw no reason to wait.


The next morning while tending her newly planted garden, Judith considered her first few weeks in Hidden Springs. Already she had a boyfriend who she liked better than anyone she’d been with in the past, and a job with a great potential advancement. She’d been optimistic about the life she would be starting, but what she ended up with after fourteen days was better than she could have imagined.


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