Chapter Nineteen
Hanson arrived at his one bedroom house on Harp Road a little before eleven o’clock. The moon was full tonight giving his well manicured lawn an eerie glow as if the green grass were coated with snow.
If it had been snow it would have been a fake as the moon in the sky. The army engineers that built the dome that protected Zomopolis from the outside world (Or was it, as he often thought, the other way around?). They created a simulated an environment with weather, sunshine, moon and stars, or whatever the programmers deemed necessary to create the illusion of a real town with real days and real nights.
He shut off the engine and got out of his Toyota Prius.
Before he was permitted to move to town he had to sign an undertaking agreeing to abide by the town bylaw that
