Chapter
Five: In A New Light
I woke up to the sound of rustling
leaves and was instantly alert; I didn’t dare move, worried it might be
something predatory attracted by motion. It’s what happens when you’ve seen too
many horror flicks.
Voices engaged passionately, arguing before
switching to more romantic whispers. For certain, one belonged to a woman, and the
other was unmistakably Drei’s.
“Why are you not at the camp?” Drei
demanded angrily, keeping his voice low.
“We were worried. You are taking far
too long,” the woman snapped.
“You do not have the authority to leave
unless it is an emergency.”
“Sorry if we perceive your prolonged
absence as an emergency,” she said quietly, as though it injured her to hear
him so upset. “You are the one who started the program.”
“Understandable. But still,” Drei
replied, softening. “The children come first.”
“When should we expect you?”
“At sunrise.”
“And will there be any more of these
extended tours?” she questioned as though inquiring on behalf of someone else.
Drei was silent a moment before
answering, “Not after my return.”
There was rustling again and then
silence. I thought she had left until she said, “What is so special about her?”
The way she said it wasn’t offensive, or defensive. It was inquisitiveness that
prodded her inquiry, and I caught a note of melancholy in her voice as well.
“I will tell you later,” he said
simply, sounding as though he was wearing a secretive smile.
When she left—which I sensed more
than heard—Drei walked over to where I still lay and touched my shoulder, not
allowing a moment to process what I had heard.
“Time to wake,” he said gently, but
distractedly.
I played at just waking, though,
typically, he would have known different. It worried me such a visit could
drive him so far from me. And just when I was starting to feel he was letting
me in.
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