Dean R. Koontz - We Three

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WE THREE By Dean R. Koontz 1 JONATHAN, JESSICA, AND I ROLLED OUR FATHER

THROUGH THE DINING room and across the fancy Olde English kitchen. We had some

trouble getting Father through the back door, because he was rather rigid.

This is no comment on his bearing or temperament, though he could be a chilly

bastard when he wanted. Now he was stiff quite simply because rigor mortis had

tightened his muscles and hardened his flesh. We were not, however, to be

deterred. We kicked at him until he bent in the middle and popped through the

door frame. We dragged him across the porch and down the six steps to the

lawn. "He weighs a ton!" Jonathan said, mopping his sweat-streaked brow,

huffing and puffing. "Not a ton," Jessica said. "Less than two hundred

pounds." Although we are triplets and are surprisingly similar in many

ways, we differ from one another in a host of minor details. For example,

Jessica is by far the most pragmatic of us, while Jonathan likes to

exaggerate, fantasize, and daydream. I am somewhere between their two

extremes. A pragmatic daydreamer? "What now?" Jonathan asked, wrinkling his

face in disgust and nodding toward the corpse on the grass. "Burn him,"

Jessica said. Her pretty lips made a thin pencil line on her face. Her long

yellow hair caught the morning sun and glimmered. The day was perfect, and she

was the most beautiful part of it. "Burn him all up." "Shouldn't we drag

Mother out and burn the two of them at the same time?" Jonathan asked. "It

would save work." "If we make a big pyre, the flames might dance too high,"

she said. "And we don't want a stray spark to catch the house on fire." "We

have our choice of all the houses in the world!" Jonathan said, spreading his

arms to indicate the beach resort around us, Massachusetts beyond the resort,

the nation past the state's perimeters - the world. Jessica only glared at

him. "Aren't I right, Jerry?" Jonathan asked me. "Don't we have the whole

world to live in? Isn't it silly to worry about this one old house?"

"You're right," I said. "I like this house," Jessica said. Because

Jessica liked this house, we stood fifteen feet back from the sprawled corpse

and stared at it and thought of flames and ignited it in an instant. Fire

burst out of nowhere and wrapped Father in a red-orange blanket. He burned

well, blackened, popped, sizzled, and fell into ashes. "I feel as if I

ought to be sad," Jonathan said. Jessica grimaced. "Well, he was our

father," Jonathan said. "We're above cheap sentimentality." Jessica stared

hard at each of us to be certain we understood this. "We're a new race with

new emotions and new attitudes." "I guess so." But Jonathan was not fully

convinced. "Now, let's get Mother," Jessica said. Although she is only

ten years old - six minutes younger than Jonathan and three minutes younger

than I - Jessica is the most forceful of us. She usually has her way. We

went back into the house and got Mother. 2 THE GOVERNMENT HAD ASSIGNED A

CONTINGENT OF TWELVE MARINES and eight plainclothes operatives to our house.

Supposedly, these men were to guard us and keep us from harm. Actually, they

were there only to be sure that we remained prisoners. When we were finished

with Mother, we dragged these other bodies onto the lawn and cremated them one

at a time. Jonathan was exhausted. He sat down between two smoldering

skeletons and wiped sweat and ashes from his face. "Maybe we made a big

mistake." "Mistake?" Jessica asked. She was immediately defensive.

"Maybe we shouldn't have killed all of them," Jonathan said. Jessica

stamped one foot. Her golden ringlets of hair bounced prettily. "You're a

stupid bastard, Jonathan! You know what they were going to do to us. When they

discovered just how far-ranging our powers were and just how fast we were

acquiring new powers, they finally understood the danger we posed. They were

going to kill us." "We could have killed just a few of them to make our

point," Jonathan said. "Did we really have to finish them all?" Jessica

sighed. "Look, they were like Neanderthals compared to us. We're a new race

with new powers, new emotions, new attitudes. We are the most precocious

children of all time - but they did have a certain brute strength, remember.

Our only chance was to act without warning. And we did." Jonathan looked

around at the black patches of grass. "It's going to be so much work! It's

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