already,â Isi says. âWe will not waste more time searching for a settlement that may not exist.â
âIt is true that it may not exist,â Matisa says, âand even if it does, it could take us days to find it.â Isi nods, satisfied. âBut,â she continues, âthe crossing itself is not too far. We could take them there. They could make their own way eastâthe mapmaker said there was a military outpost that way.â
âMatisaââ
âThe big river winds to the west,â she cuts Isi off. âIf we alter our path to the southeast, it would be less than a day out of our way.â
âIt is a better plan than hoping we find a place for them along the way,â Nishwa agrees.
Relief sweeps me. It dulls when I meet Isiâs glare. âI know itâs a burden,â I say to him. âBut that little child, that unborn babyââ
âBring them then,â Isi says. âBut not Charlie.â
âYou know they wonât go without him.â
âThat is their choice.â
I blow out a frustrated breath and look to Kane.
âCharlieâs too weak to think about harming us,â Kane says, careful. âAnd Rebeccaâs with child.â
âSo you agree with Em?â Nishwa asks.
âI understand why sheâs asking,â Kane says.
I have half a thought that he didnât exactly answer Nishwaâs question.
âHatred buries itself deep,â Isi mutters.
I turn to Matisa. âDo
you
think itâs dangerous?â
âI think this is your decision,â she says. âHis family wronged yours, but he is your people. The weight of that history lies with you. We should respect your wishes.â She looks at Isi.
I swallow. âBut do you think Charlie is the same kind of person his pa was?â
She turns back, her brown eyes measuring me. âWho can say? We are all walking a new path, now.â
âI canât leave them.â
Matisa nods and looks to Isi again. He looks away, his jaw clenched.
âLetâs get moving,â says Kane. âWeâre losing the light.â
Isi and Nishwa are on foot now. It was Nishwaâs idea to give their horses to Rebecca and Josiah, who are too weak to keep up. It was a practical decision, but I know Nishwaâs soft heart made him speak before anyone else thought of it. Isiâs beyond prickly now; he gave Kaneâs brothers a stiff shake of his head when they asked to walk with him and paced offahead of us. Matisa consoled the little boys by putting them on her horse, and they look happy enough, but Isi slighting them like that bothers me.
And I canât get his words out of my head:
Hatred buries itself deep
.
I push the thought aside. Surely doing the right thing will help things turn out all right for all of us.
Still, nobody was inclined to sit out around the fire last night; we all ate and turned in quick. There was no
mescacâkan
song; just the thin drizzle of rain on our tarps. I shut my eyes tight and prayed for sleep.
Now I walk with Kane and Nishwa, out of earshot of Charlie, who limps behind us, beside Isiâs horse carrying Rebecca. Matisa showed him how to lead the horse and heâs doing all right keeping pace. That Almighty-cursed limp doesnât seem to bother him too much; heâs stronger than I figured.
They know weâre only taking them to the crossing, that theyâll have to journey to that Dominion outpost on their own. Even so, Rebeccaâs face is going to crack from her big smile; itâs clear sheâs so relieved she doesnât know which end is up.
Was a mite surprised Kaneâs ma was agreeable about bringing them along, considering Charlie might harbor some hate toward Kane. But I suppose being a mother makes her more inclined to help. I notice, though, sheâs keeping the little boys away from Charlieâs lot.
Kane reaches out to lace his hand through mine. My
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