Chapter 13

• Owen sank further back into the shadows of the bunk. He watched the women moving around the room, speaking quietly to ask one another about a certain herb or stone.
• Chris sat in the corner, also silent. Although he appeared relaxed, Owen knew he was tense and ready to strike at any given moment. Doc sat still, his slowly flexing hands the only indication of the tension within. Dade was leaning against the wall, impatience clearly stamped on his face.
• The quiet meeting at the admissions building was tense and upsetting to all. Old Charlie actually looked ill, so Gwen finally persuaded him to go lie down in his cabin and rest. With great reluctance, he finally agreed and left the building. Kevin sat silently with his head down, listening. Jean sat there with a tear-stained face, not making eye contact with anyone.