Chapter ONE - Weebly

“You get it now?” the boy demanded, plainly still
irritated.
“Yes,” Ethan said quietly. “I’m sorry. I was
distracted.”
“You’re so much like Mother it…” He broke off,
his face flushing. Elli would never have mentioned to
either child that she and Ethan had ever been anything
more than acquaintances, and out of respect for what
he assumed her wishes to be, Ethan, too, had said
nothing about their past. But Holin and Clara both were
intelligent and observant. They had to know.
“I’m sorry,” Ethan said, breaking an awkward
silence. “I should have been listening more closely.”
“You were still thinking about Sephira Pryce?”
“Aye.”
“That man killed a friend of yours, didn’t he?”
Ethan faltered, falling behind the boy for just an
instant. “What makes you say that?”
“I overheard what you were saying. I’m sorry,
Ethan.” Holin kept his gaze fixed on the cobblestones,
as if fearful of looking up and finding Ethan’s eyes upon
him. “I knew what he was telling you, and I saw how