CHAPTER 41
“Easy,” Hee-Man tells me that morning when I ask him to translate the old woman’s words. “She must be one of those Christians like you have in America.”
“Why do you say that?” I ask, and for a moment I worry if I’m going to get my friend in trouble by bringing this up at all.
“She is saying Jesus saves, that is all.”
“Oh.” I wait. For as enchanted and haunting as that old woman’s words sounded in my cell, I was expecting to feel something different when I figured out what they meant. Turns out the speaker’s nothing but a religious fanatic like my grandma. I wonder how long she’s been in underground detainment.
Hee-Man and I focus on filling the burlap sack, but as he makes his way through the trail leading out of the woods, I decide to ask him something.
“I’ve noticed you
