CHAPTER 27
OUTSIDE, WE CLUTCHED our paper sacks like kids on the first day of kindergarten. Well, except Joe. He stood tall, but with an air of resignation about him.
“Right, let’s all look in our bags,” Daffyd said.
He appeared more nervous than anything else, which hardly inspired confidence.
We all emptied our goodies out into a pile, finding such delights as an aluminium cooking tin and a whole collection of canned goods without labels on them. Boy, I was really looking forward to dinner.
“We supply the basics. Anything else you need to catch or forage,” Daffyd explained.
“Catch?” Linda looked a little green. “I think I just turned vegetarian.”
To our left, Sonia’s group set off down the lane, with her bringing up the rear while her bloke marched along at the front. Her discomfo
