Will to Survive
“I couldn’t sleep, so I slipped out of the house and started walking the perimeter fence. In my pocket was the note from Brett that Thomas had passed on to me. I couldn’t believe how a single piece of paper could weigh so much, could feel so heavy. I hadn’t shared it with anybody—not the content, not the fact that I’d been given it.
Of course there wasn’t one person in the neighborhood who hadn’t heard about what had happened. Five more orphans, six more dead parents. Brett’s name and deeds were on the tongues and minds of everybody. He couldn’t have been more present if he was living among us.
All along my walk I’d nodded to or had a brief conversation with guards stationed at the wall. I’d had to answer the same questions in one form or another at least a dozen times. If my hope was to get away from the situation and clear my mind, this was the worst plan possible.
Up ahead I saw Howie with three other guards. He started toward me.
“I didn’t expect to run into you out here,”
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