Chapter 16: The More Physical Approach
ANNA
Is it just me, or does the dining hall feel a lot smaller than it usually is.
No one's said a word since we walked in for dinner. Well, after what happened both at the peak, and at the trail through the forest, I guess the silence is pretty understandable.
“Could you, please pass the salt, Anna” Penelope mumbles, just beside me.
The salt's not next to me though. It's further up the table, right beside Ishmael.
“I don't think I'll be able to—”
“I'm sure he won't respond to anyone but you at this point” she says, literally placing me between a rock and a hard place.
I clear my throat, unsure of the reaction my words will have.
“Umm… Ishmael, could you please pass the—”
The glass shaker lightly smacks against my plate before I even co
