And move out we did, the next morning. It took a few hours of walking, but Nicholas kept his word and brought the rest of us to a location I had to deem suitable, albeit grudgingly. It was noon by the time we arrived, despite having started out shortly after dawn.
Throughout the trek, we were largely quiet. No one was in the mood to talk. Felicia, despite being overjoyed at being reunited with her brother, was visibly worried about the situation. The rest of the girls were quiet and downcast, especially Claire. She was sullen and sulky the whole time, barely responding even when Rosie tried to make conversation with her. Maybe it’s better that she’s unhappy about our circumstances, I thought. If she’s properly worried about how she’s f****d up in letting Cameron go, then she won’t be as
