Chapter One
Nola dug her fingers into the warm dirt. Around her, the greenhouse smelled of damp earth, mist, and fresh, clean air.
Carefully, she took the tiny seed and placed it at the bottom of the hole her finger had made.
Thump.
Soon the seed would take root. A sprout would break through to the surface.
Thump, bang.
Then the green stem would grow until bean pods sprouted.
Bang, thump!
The food would be harvested and brought to their tables. All of the families would be fed.
“Ahhhhh!” the voice came from the other side of the glass. Nola knew she shouldn’t look, but she couldn’t ignore the sounds any longer.
It was a woman this time, her skin gray with angry, red patches dotting her face. She slammed her fists into the glass, leaving smears of red behind. The woman didn’t seem
