the minister informed her when they were alone together later that evening. He sent the girls away for “reflection time.” Planning their violent escape would come after they got their hands on Lia’s weapons. She’d gotten away with too many on her person for them to just leave them behind. “Mmm. Maybe two.” “It felt like ages,” she said. He had no mattress for her, but he’d laid out what looked like a pile of couch cushions. He had a cot himself. “It was so dark.” “I didn’t know you were so fearful,” he said. “We’ll have to work on that. The purification will help.” Oh. It was silly to hope he’d let the ritual go. “When?” she whispered. “The morning,” he said. “Where will we go when we get out of here?” “A few of the girls spoke of rest stops. Safe places with hidden supplies. We’ll sack what we can and then find a new farm to settle.”
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