We are all in the car heading to the council meeting. Buford is driving us the thirty minutes out of town. He is dressed in a similar fashion as Remey, black jeans and nice button-up shirts.
Zaline is dressed in her fashion of bright clothes with her hair in braids, and myself was dressed in a burgundy dress, with my hair down and black sandals.
No one speaks on the way there, all of us lost in thought of what could happen today. Halfway through the trip, I see a hand reach out to me, only to look at Zaline on my right with a small smile and I shook my head toward her hand. She wants me to grab it, I know, but I’m still terrified.
She looks at me and reassured me with her hand still out “It will help you protect us if you know what’s coming. You don’t have to tell us, it’s for your kno
