Chapter 34

• There was a certain gloom that hung over her words, it was also in her eyes. Zipporah faced her, squaring her shoulders in defense even though there was no attack. She felt it. “Yeah, it was quiet and I heard voices.”
• She nodded, then placed her palm together in front of her. Her tall, slim frame could help her pass for a runway model. “Are you ready for the festival? It’s not started yet.”
• “I know,” They seemed to be having a conversation, yet she felt interrogated. Zipporah wanted to ask her if she was part of the pack or one of the settlers. Instead, she offered a kind smile, “I was just tired of staying in.”