CHAPTER 26
A sky filled with clouds backlit by a bright autumn moon was perfect lighting for our later meal. We ate light: cheese and bread. Rasheed provided half a pound of thinly sliced prosciutto. Water from the well was cold, refreshing. It combatted the saltiness from the food. Sitting close, Anna and I straddling a fallen log and Rasheed on a stump outside of my trees, we chewed and drank mostly in silence.
My mind relished the quiet. The time felt essential for preparing. The night might prove one of the most difficult in my life. All of my training came down to what transpired over the next several hours. Admittedly, I was apprehensive.
Rasheed folded the rest of the food in cloth and pocketed it. He chugged the water from his mug and ran his sleeve across mouth. “Everyone ready
