Chapter 9

• Jennah looked from the one holding snow on his nose to the one she now knew as Lester. “Am I just to sit here?” She kept her voice soft and non-threatening.
• Lester turned and looked at her from the window ledge he was leaning on. “I thought you’d be happy to have some light and be out of the hole.”
• “Oh, I am. Thank you.” She kept her hands clasped in her lap, even though she wanted to break his nose, as well. “Speaking about that, I wondered ...” She tried to look hopeful. “If I do have to go back down there, could you leave it open a bit, or propped up, or something? Just to let a bit of air circulate down there?” The other one snorted and then winced and cradled his nose again.