Chapter 3
They hadn’t heard the gradual rise of the buzz of engines as the planes drew closer, so caught up they had been in the scratch of music. The sound broke over the room in a liquid rush. Jeanne twitched a little, c*****g her head. What were planes doing so far out here? She hadn’t heard the sound for a long time; actually, she could not even place how she recognized the sound, only that she did. It had been a long time since they flew over the tiny vichy in the foothills of these mountains.
Most of the students reacted the way Jeanne did, stopping their movements and staring up at the blank ceiling with a bemused sort of interest. Jedrick clapped his hands over his ears.
Armand stiffened. “Children, move away from the window,” he ordered. “Come on, move.”
Reluctantly, the st
