“Was Tag coming? He’d hinted he was going to get out there that afternoon. But what if he couldn’t get away? Waiting inside the enclosure felt too constricting. She needed to be doing something, whether he came or not. So she reached under the old blanket for her leather bag, pulled out a wax tablet, and crawled outside. At least she could review her notes and maybe jot down some other observations while she waited. The cracks in the earth, the disappearing spring, the tremors slight eno...ugh to vibrate only spiderwebs — there had to be a pattern. It had to mean something. But what? Were the phenomena localized to Pompeii? Or were strange things happening over all of the Bay of Neapolis? What about the sea — had fishermen reported any strange events? What about all those eels dying in their sea pools in Herculaneum that Quintus had mentioned? An image of Cornelia’s unborn babe moving under the surface of her skin came into Lucia’s mind.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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