Chapter 7When the monorail pulled to a stop at the Junction platform, I stood to step through the gauntlet of my friends’ legs and Brin asked, “You’re getting out here?”
“It’ll be quicker,” I told her. “With any luck, I’ll be back in plenty of time for rec.”
Kyer waited until I was in the aisle before he stood, as well. “I’ll go with you.”
“Why?” Lyra wanted to know.
I would’ve liked to ask the same thing, but Kyer touched the small of my back and my tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth. “Moral support,” he said, nudging me forward.
The southbound arm of the monorail track ran beneath the northbound arm; an escalator connected the two. Kyer and I stood on opposite sides of the ascending staircase, waiting as it neared the top. The Junction wasn’t as crowded as it would be in another h
