Chapter 20Mel’s chatter at the table was nearly continuous, interrupted only when she paused to catch her breath, take a bite, or a sip of water. It seemed she was telling MAR-A about all of her favorite books now, delighted in having an audience that listened attentively. And MAR-A could listen, while still monitoring everything else that was going on at the dinner table and in the ship.
Then Mel fell silent. Jules noticed. He knew MAR-A noticed, but the combat droid might not think anything was strange about the child ceasing to talk.
“Mel?” Jules said, putting down his roll.
His question, softly asked, stopped other conversation at the table. Forks clattered on plates as Bri and Tee realized something was going on. Sara’s breath hitched and she leaned forward.
“Melly? What is it?” S
