Chapter 17
"Just over the next hill," Jabari called.
As Isika arrived at the summit of the hill, the view stretched out around her, so she could see squares of yellow grain stitched together, tall forests in the distance. Off to their left was a village of small homes with no walls separating them. Just before them, a wide swathe of water ran westward, crossing their path. Isika strained her eyes, but she couldn't see the expanse of the sea. They had walked far inland.
She had dreamed about Kital the night before, and she found herself thinking about him all day as they walked, remembered his tiny body next to hers at night. Sleepily feeding him out of a glass jar with a rubber n****e tied to the top, she had poured all her love into the little baby as she grieved for her mother. She re
