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could ever doubt; this delicate build that anyone would be motivated to protect; but even he had a hard 
time putting his theory into practice。 I was sure raiding would be every bit as easy for me now as it had 
been before; but Jared; Jeb; Ian; and the others—everyone but Jamie and Mel—debated for days; trying 
to find a way around using me for that。 It was ridiculous。

 I saw them eyeing Sunny; but she was still unproven; not trusted。 On top of that; Sunny had absolutely 
no intention of setting one foot outside。 The very wordraid had her cowering in terror。 Kyle would not go 
out with us; Sunny had gone hysterical the one time he’d mentioned it。

 In the end; practicality had won out。 I was needed。

 It was good to be needed。

 Supplies had been dwindling; this would be a long; thorough trip。 Jared was leading the raid; as usual; so 
it went without saying that Melanie was included。 Aaron and Brandt volunteered; not that we really 
needed the muscle; they were tired of being cooped up。

 We were going far to the north; and I was excited to see the new places—to feel the cold again。

 Excitement got a bit out of hand in this body。 I was bouncy and hyper the night we drove to the rock 
slide where the van and the big moving truck were hidden。 Ian was laughing at me because I could hardly 
hold still as we loaded the clothes and sundries we would need into the van。 He held my hand; he said; to 
tether me to the surface of the planet。

 Was I too loud? Too oblivious to my surroundings? No; of course that was not it。 There was nothing I 
could have done。 This was a trap; and it was too late for us the minute we arrived。

 We froze when the thin beams of light shot out of the darkness into Jared’s and Melanie’s faces。 My 
face; my eyes; the ones that might have helped us; stayed obscured; hidden in the shadow made by Ian’s 
wide back。

 My eyes were not blinded by the glare; and the moon was bright enough for me to clearly see the 
Seekers that outnumbered us; eight to our six。 Bright enough for me to see the way they held their hands; 

 

 Why had I let him e with me? Why did he have to die; too? Lily’s bewildered questions echoed in 
my head:Why did life and love go on? What was the point?

 My fragile little heart shattered into a million pieces; and I fumbled for the pill in my pocket。

 “Steady; now; everybody just keep calm;” the man in the center of the group of Seekers called out。 
“Wait; wait; don’t beswallowing anything! Jeez; get a grip! No; look!”

 The man turned the flashlight on his own face。

 His face was sun browned and craggy; like a rock that had been eroded by the wind。 His hair was dark; 
with white at the temples; and it curled in a bushy mess around his ears。 And his eyes—his eyes were 
dark brown。 Just dark brown; nothing more。

 “See?” he said。 “Okay; now; you don’t shoot us; and we won’t shoot you。 See?” And he laid the gun he 
was carrying to the ground。 “C’mon; guys;” he said; and the others slid their guns back into holsters—on 
their hips; their ankles; their backs… so many weapons。

 “We found your cache here—clever; that; we were lucky to find it—and decided we’d hang out and 
make your acquaintance。 It’s not every day you find another rebel cell。” He laughed a delighted laugh that 
came from deep in his belly。 “Look at your faces! What? Did you think you all were the only ones still 
kickin’?” He laughed again。

 None of us had moved an inch。

 “Think they’re in shock; Nate;” another man said。

 “We scared them half to death;” a woman said。 “What do you expect?”

 They waited; shuffling from foot to foot; while we stood frozen。

 Jared was the first to recover。 “Whoare you?” he whispered。

 The leader laughed again。 “I’m Nate—nice to meet you; though you might not feel the same way just 
yet。 This here’s Rob; Evan; Blake; Tom; Kim; and Rachel along with me。” He gestured around the group 
as he spoke; and the humans nodded at their names。 I noticed one man; a little to the back; whom Nate 
did not introduce。 He had bright; crinkly ginger hair that stood out—especially because he was the tallest 
in the group。 He alone seemed to be unarmed。 He was also staring intently at me; so I looked away。 
“There’s twenty…two of us altogether; though;” Nate continued。

 Nate held out his hand。

 Jared took a deep breath and then a step forward。 When he moved; the rest of our little group silently 
exhaled all at once。

 “I’m Jared。” He shook Nate’s hand; then started to smile。 “This is Melanie; Aaron; Brandt; Ian; and 
Wanda。 There are thirty…seven of us altogether。” 

 

 Nate blinked at Jared’s revelation; and then his eyes widened。 “Wow。 That’s the first time I’ve ever 
been one…upped onthat one。”

 Now Jared blinked。 “You’ve found others?”

 “There are three other cells separate from ours that we know of。 Eleven with Gail; seven with Russell; 
and eighteen with Max。 We keep in touch。 Even trade now and then。” Again; the belly laugh。 “Gail’s little 
Ellen decided she wanted to keep pany with my Evan here; and Carlos took up with Russell’s 
Cindy。 And; of course; everyone needs Burns now and then —” He stopped talking abruptly; glancing 
uneasily around him; as if he’d said something he shouldn’t have。 His eyes rested briefly on the tall 
redhead in the back; who was still staring at me。

 “Might as well get that out of the way;” the small dark man at Nate’s elbow said。

 Nate shot a suspicious glance across our little line。 “Okay。 Rob’s right。 Let’s get this out there。” He took 
a deep breath。 “Now; you all just take it easy and hear us out。 Calmly; please。 This upsets people 
sometimes。”

 “Every time;” the one named Rob muttered。 His hand drifted to the holster on his thigh。

 “What?” Jared asked in a flat voice。

 Nate sighed and then gestured to the tall man with the ginger red hair。 The man stepped forward; a wry 
smile on his face。 He had freckles; like me; only thousands more。 They were scattered so thick across his 
face that he looked dark skinned; though he was fair。 His eyes were dark—navy blue; maybe。

 “This here is Burns。 Now; he’s with us; so don’t go crazy。 He’s my best friend—saved my life a 
hundred times。 He’s one of our family; and we don’t take kindly to it when people try to kill him。”

 One of the women slowly pulled her gun out and held it pointed at the ground。

 The redhead spoke for the first time in a distinctly gentle tenor voice。 “No; it’s okay; Nate。 See? 
They’ve got one of their own。” He pointed straight at me; and Ian tensed。 “Looks like I’m not the only 
one who’s gone native。”

 Burns grinned at me; then crossed the empty space; the no…man’s…land between the two tribes; with his 
hand stretched out toward me。

 I stepped out from around Ian; ignoring his muttered warning; abruptly fortable and sure。

 I liked the way Burns had phrased it。Gone native。

 Burns stopped in front of me; lowering his hand a bit to pensate for the considerable difference in 
our heights。 I took his hand—it was hard and callused next to my delicate skin—and shook it。

 “Burns Living Flowers;” he introduced himself。 

 

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 My eyes widened at his name。 Fire World—how unexpected。 
“Wanderer;” I told him。 
“It’s… extraordinary to meet you; Wanderer。 And here I thought I was one of a kind。” 
“Not even close;” I said; thinking of Sunny back in the caves。 Perhaps we were none of us as rare as we 


thought。 
He raised an eyebrow at my answer; intrigued。 
“Is that so?” he said。 “Well; maybe there’s some hope for this planet; after all。” 
“It’s a strange world;” I murmured; more to myself than to the other native soul。 
“The strangest;” he agreed。


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