Gabby
Lee"s hand makes circles on my back while I sit next to him in the empty room. Drew, Jeremy, and Dawn are up on deck, giving us a rare moment of privacy.
“What are we going to do when this is all over?” he asks absently.
“Dawn says New Penn will need us,” I say, not wanting to answer his real question. He wants to know what will become of the two of us. “We"ll spend our days working rather than training. On laundry day we"ll wash our normal clothes, because we won"t be living in uniforms anymore.”
“I"ll hunt, and you can cook,” he says, his voice as wistful as mine.
“Like hell I will!” I interrupt.
“Okay, you can hunt and I"ll cook, or we both can hunt and Dawn will cook,” he says with a laugh.
“That sounds more like it,” I say. “We won"t keep losing friends.”
“No, that we wo
