It felt nothing like home, and more than ever I was homesick. I was used to the sounds of the city. I’d accepted the lack of noise in Energo, but being back in my own world, I craved the familiar more than ever. The silence made me nervous. I expected something to break through the quiet at any moment. James seemed as nervous as I was, but I was pretty sure it had nothing to do with the quiet. I couldn’t tell if he was more nervous about his father’s followers or me. He was terrified I was going to leave even when I assured him I wasn’t. Our fates were tied together. I knew he was a good man, and we would find a way out of the mess we were in. Neither of us said anything. I guess we both chose to keep our fears to ourselves. “Are you two coming?” Henry yelled into the doorway of the main cabin at the campground. It was the only one with a shower, and James had all but insisted I take one after how cold I’d been.
