Chapter 35

• As soon as Zipporah left the mansion which was indeed at the center of it all, she drowned in the march of a parade. She wiggled her way out of the cheering crowd to a spot where she could take in the mountain view of Adam’s home. The interior contradicted its anterior, it stood firm and dangerous. Almost as a dare to any invader who would think twice to penetrate its strong walls and fully guarded entrance.
• Despite Kingsley’s insensitive blurts, he was right about the size of the hold. She wasn’t on high ground to see it all but from as far as her eyes could reach she saw how compacted it was as a town and outstretched as the city.
• The aura in the air was light and welcoming. She lost the anxiety that had racked her chest all day long. She began to stroll from the mansion, finding herself in the market place as she followed the crowd but not among them. The kids held slim firecrackers in her fingers as the adults tried to catch up to their pace, all in an ecstatic jubilation. The ambiance reminded her of parades she would go to with her mom during vacation.