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country and its people.”
    Poppy and Pixie were totally silent for about two seconds
after the speech ended. Almost in unison they turned toward each other with
their mouths open.
    “Holy fuck,” Poppy whispered, unable to believe what she’d
had heard.
    “Yeah. Holy fuck,” Pixie couldn’t help but repeat after her
sister.
    “They want women!” Poppy was still having trouble wrapping
her mind around it.
    They both jumped with a startled scream when the front door
opened and Brian ran in.
    “Did I miss it?” he panted out between breaths.
    “Where the hell have you been?” Pixie asked, holding one
hand to her heart as if making sure it was still beating.
    “I went for a jog and lost track of time.” Bending over to
catch his breath, he continued, “The guy down the road yelled at me from his porch
that the president was speaking and I needed to get home, so I hauled ass
back.” Wiping sweat off his face, he waited for the women to say something.
    “Well?” he prodded when they were silent.
    “They want women,” Poppy blurted out.
    Brian raised his eyebrows in confusion, sat down next to her
and threw an arm over her shoulder. “What?”
    Finding the remote that had fallen in between the cushions,
Poppy hit the rewind button. After the entire speech had been replayed, they
all sat in silence, staring at the TV.
    Poppy took the silence as a chance to let the possibilities
run through her head.
    So many diseases could be eradicated. The US wouldn’t have
to fight for oil anymore. Alternative energy sources to stop climate change. So
many possibilities…and they wanted women in return.
    Poppy was brought out of her thinking when Pixie nudged her
shoulder.
    “Hey, did you hear me?”
    Shaking her head at her sister, she waited for Pixie to
repeat herself.
    “I asked, do you think they’ve been taking women all along
and those tinfoil crazies were telling the truth?”
    “It sounds as if they are searching for ways to reproduce. I
can’t see that abducting a sixty-year-old lady would work and guessing her age
at sixty is me being kind. How many women do you think are going to apply?”
Pixie wondered.
    “Who in their right mind would apply?” Brian laughed out
loud at the thought.
    “Brian, did you not hear what he said? They have the ability
to cure cancer. New energy sources that we could use. The possibilities are
endless.”
    “They’re going to get a bunch of crazy people applying and
that’s all.”
    When Poppy made a face at him, he teased her, “What, Poppy,
are you going to apply for the Bridal Pact?”
    “Well, why wouldn’t I?”
    When Pixie choked on the drink she’d been taking from her
water bottle, Poppy patted her on the back and kept talking directly to Brian.
    “I could apply if I wanted to. In fact, it doesn’t sound
like a bad idea the more I think about it.”
    “Now, hold on right there. Everyone needs to calm down.
Poppy, you’re not applying. Brian, shut up and stop egging her on.” Pixie stood
up from between them on the couch and moved toward the kitchen.
    Poppy started thinking out loud. “I have a shitty job. I
have an even shittier apartment. My car has over two hundred thousand miles on
it. My savings account consists of five hundred dollars minus whatever I spent
the other day at Mega Mart. I haven’t had a boyfriend, or even a date for that
matter, in the last six months. What’s stopping me?”
    Poppy blinked at how fast her sister was able to move to
stand in front of her.
    “Pops, are you serious? You’d apply to marry one of them?”
    Pixie’s anxious face had Poppy automatically wanting to
reassure her she was just joking. Instead she decided to answer her truthfully.
“I don’t know. Maybe.”
    Pixie lowered herself to sit on the coffee table in front of
Poppy. After they’d been eyeballing each other for a moment, Pixie broke the
deadlock. She grinned at Poppy and waggled her eyebrows. “What if they have two
dicks?
    Seeing that her