Chapter 75: Chapter 75

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The darkness seemed farther away than before. She had finally recognized that voice that was always there. It was her sister. But what was Lori doing in Malaguay? Why was she at the prison farm? She tried to ask the questions but couldn’t will her body to respond. The only thing she could do was squeeze the hand that held hers.

The language…it was English. That’s why she hadn’t understood it. She’d heard no one speak English for—how long was it? The time had faded. She no longer kept track, just let it come and go. She tried to concentrate on the words. “Free.” “Home.” What was happening? She let herself float for a minute, or was it an hour? She couldn’t judge where or when, just heard that voice and those two words.