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JUNE 15 - THURSDAY
Matthew has been acting kinda weird with me. Not mean. Just not as friendly and nice as before. I wonder if he knows? He has to know. I think he knows. Maybe not? f**k.
[Editor’s note: The following was written later that day]
Sarah asked if she could speak with me. It was after the day was over and I was relaxing in the tent reading my bible. We went for a walk and the same guard watched us as we walked around the village. Then when that got boring we just walked around the desert as the man followed us. I hate being followed by someone scary looking who has a gun. But Sarah doesn’t seem worried. She likes having Ubuntu walk behind. She says she feels safer here with him than alone in any city in America. I told her she should visit Iowa. She laughed. It was good
