With Old Faye’s recollections of the path we were going to take fresh in my mind, I wanted to get started immediately, but Sinda hadn’t yet returned from her morning excursion and I didn’t feel right leaving without saying goodbye. Kyer and I sat on our mattress and waited for her to return. We tried playing cards with her deck, but while his shuffling had improved, I couldn’t concentrate on the game. I wanted to message Brin and tell her we were coming back, but I knew I shouldn’t. What if the Overseer intercepted the message? The Officers would be waiting for us to arrive and our little revolution would be over before it started.
Finally Sinda returned. I stood, holding out my haversack to her. “Here,” I said.
She eyed me distrustfully. “What’s this?”
“The rest of our food,” I told he
