* * * Hayden’s POV * * *
I grimace as I swallow a mouthful of the seaweed. It comes straight back up but I force it down again. I’m trying to not show any signs of weakness.
I really thought they had found Harry. When they said we’ll be taken to Henry, I thought they just used a different name. Zachary grumbles as I eat.
Me too. Maybe it is, and they just aren’t telling us. I reply as I struggle to keep another lump of seaweed down.
“Looks as though you’re getting used to it,” Tubs laughs, as he notices my wince while slurping this third helping.
I take my now empty tin and rinse it in a large metal bowl that they call a sink and place it with the rest of the pile, ready for the next meal. It’s not quite home, but I’m starting to see how things work down here. Everyone has a plac
