The truth to me was now known and it terrified me for Mary and our safety here at Sunrise Farms Retirement. We went on day by day as I learned more of what Sid's story warned might happen to those who made trouble for the management.
I guess it was because I stopped my writing letters to those at home, as one afternoon a car drove up. It was our son Richard, he being worried had driven the long way and came for a visit. As much that Mary and I were happy to see our son he was in danger as were we.
We sat and told of our many days at the retirement village and the general work we do to help the farming business keep in the black. It was then I reminded Richard to keep this under his hat and tell nobody of what I knew. Foolishly I told my son of what I'd been told and then seen as heard from the man Simon turned bull.
Richard listened well to my story and had some deep delving questions about how the processes worked to make man into animal. Obiously I could not answer all his questions and this seemed to make my son rather nervous. He voiced concern for our safety there as that was also my concern as well. I expected he was about to offer that Mary and I could go back home with him, when out of the blue he excused himself and walked out our cottage home.
Mary and I stood and watched as Richard got into his car and without a word or goodbye drove back up the gravel road to the entrance of the retirement village.