Did you hear what I just said?” Blinking a couple of times, Ben realized he’d been staring idly at his own hands for a few seconds. His mind had been empty, or as empty as he could manage. Even when his thoughts were silent, there were always plenty of shadows at the edges. Looking across the room, he saw Jane standing in the doorway holding two shotguns. “These are for us,” she continued. “You know how to shoot, don’t you?” He paused, with his mouth hanging open, before slowly nodding. “Good,” she muttered, stepping over to the kitchen table and setting the guns down. “I’ve got some other weapons in the car and more than enough ammunition. Hopefully we won’t need this stuff, but I’ve got a feeling the people at the Border are going to fight back. The last thing we can do is go in there unprepared, we need to be ready.” She took a moment to check one of the guns, before glancing over at Ben again. “You’re not having second thoughts, are you?” “Me?”
