"She is an elder. She can see through anything." Zeke sighed. He was getting back to his usual self. "I think this was one of the things my father feared. How to keep the elders in check. I don't know how he did that."
I cleared my throat. He may have forgotten something. I was an elder, or at least that was what Elder Rosalie told me. "She said I am an elder, Zeke. Doesn't it sound strange to you?" I felt that repeating it was the right thing to do. In a way, he was avoiding the question.
"It doesn't. What sounds strange to me is the fact that you are ashamed of us." He sounded hurt, and I didn't like it. I should be the one hurt.
"Well, you were the one who refused to talk to me. Kyle included." The embarrassment I thought was gone was beginning to creep up on me.
"I didn't refuse to
