Chapter Five
Six guards flanked the steps to the Amber Dome, all wearing full riot gear. Nola hesitated in front of them, unprepared to meet a full complement of guards in her brown gardening jumpsuit. But the first guard nodded at her to pass. She hurried up the steps, finishing the braid in her hair as she entered the vast space of the Amber Dome.
Lenora stood with three guards on a high platform in front of the patch of wheat. Nola’s shoulders tensed at the sight of guards in the middle of the garden.
Amber Dome housed most of the domes’ edible crops. Rows of vegetables bordered trellises that supported vines bearing heavy tomatoes and gourds. The placid greenery held no threat for the guards to defend against.
“Magnolia,” Lenora called as Nola approached. “How are you?” Her mother
