Chapter 21
Men and women, making feeble excuses, run somewhere, if there are any bushes or trees to hide behind for privacy, and come back shaking from limb to limb as though they are cold to the bone. If there is water nearby they jump in and wash off in conspicuous attempts to make their stained clothing less obvious. Children weep as they soil themselves, to the hushed tones of their mothers and older sisters soothing them the best they can. Sickly retching can be heard across the camp. Mr. Gibbons, an elderly man traveling alone, died three hours after he began feeling ill. Everyone is aware of what is happening but we’re too afraid to say it.
Cholera.
I searched my memory for any knowledge of the disease but I came up mostly empty. Cholera has to do with bacteria in the water suppl
