Mallory shrugged in answer to Ryan’s question. She was more worried about the weekend on her brother’s behalf. “We could stay home. We don’t need a babysitter.”
Ryan shifted closer to her. “Then why don’t you tell your mum that?”
Mallory sighed. “I can’t.” There were so many complications. “It isn’t that simple.” She remained silent when everyone headed back towards the wagon, opening her journal to check Ryan’s stats since it had been his turn to gather when Ninette had a break. He’d gained a CAS point and had thirty-eight of the next one hundred and twenty-four experience points he needed for his next CAS point.
Ninette sat across from Mallory, once she’d found a spot for the resources she’d brought back to the wagon. “We’re getting close to Wrentville and it looks like someone has pi
