Chapter 44:
"Alright. Then we do it."
Sarah says it like she's agreeing to a dentist appointment.
Kael doesn't say anything for a second. Then he nods, once, and goes out to the truck to call Miss Okonkwo.
And I'm left standing in a small farmhouse living room with a woman who just agreed to die.
"Sarah."
"Don't."
"I was going to say—"
"I know what you were going to say." She's already moving, slow, favoring the bad leg, picking up a sweater off the back of a chair. "You were going to say I don't have to do it. You were going to say it's too dangerous. You were going to say there's got to be another way." She folds the sweater. "I've been hearing that for eight years. From myself. In this house. At three in the morning."
"I was going to say thank you."
Sarah stops.
She turns aro
