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Chapters (68)
  1. Title page
  2. Dedication
  3. Part I
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. Six
  10. Seven
  11. Eight
  12. Nine
  13. Ten
  14. Eleven
  15. Twelve
  16. Thirteen
  17. Fourteen
  18. Fifteen
  19. Sixteen
  20. Seventeen
  21. Eighteen
  22. Nineteen
  23. Twenty
  24. Twenty-one
  25. Twenty-two
  26. Twenty-three
  27. Twenty-four
  28. Twenty-five
  29. GAIA YOUNG. SUBJECTIVE IMPRESSIONS.MISSION DAY 20. 20:25 MT.
  30. Part II
  31. Twenty-six
  32. Twenty-seven
  33. Twenty-eight
  34. Twenty-nine
  35. Thirty
  36. Thirty-one
  37. Thirty-two
  38. Thirty-three
  39. Thirty-four
  40. Thirty-five
  41. Thirty-six
  42. Thirty-seven
  43. GAIA YOUNG. SUBJECTIVE IMPRESSIONS.MISSION DAY 22. 20:05 MT.
  44. Thirty-eight
  45. Thirty-nine
  46. Forty
  47. Forty-one
  48. GAIA YOUNG. SUBJECTIVE IMPRESSIONS.MISSION DAY 25. 15:30 MT.
  49. Forty-two
  50. Forty-three
  51. Forty-four
  52. Forty-five
  53. Forty-six
  54. Forty-seven
  55. Forty-eight
  56. Forty-nine
  57. Fifty
  58. Fifty-one
  59. Fifty-two
  60. Fifty-three
  61. Fifty-four
  62. Part III
  63. Fifty-five
  64. Fifty-six
  65. Fifty-seven
  66. Fifty-eight
  67. Also by Chris Beckett
  68. Copyright page

‘Say you’re sorry,’ Tom kept shouting. Clare and the others were still holding onto him but they could tell that the fight had gone out of him, and they were beginning to loosen their grip. ‘Or would you prefer to run after your darling Headmanson back there, and his pretty slip-buddy Teacher Gerry?’

Trueheart didn’t answer him. She was close to tears, but she refused to let herself give way to them. She just turned away from her father and carried on walking towards Davidstand, clutching her hurt arm with her hand. The rest of us walked on as well, almost in silence, except for the mums like me who were murmuring to our tired scared crying kids to try and calm them down again. Weari­ly wearily we trudged on towards Davidstand, though we had no idea what we’d do there, or how we’d put food in our mouths.

I didn’t say it aloud, but I thought to myself that it might have been better to have taken the Johnfolk’s offer and gone back to Michael’s Place to live under their protection. We knew how to feed ourselves there, after all.

But then again, we had to think about what the guards would say about that, if they managed to drive the Johnfolk out again. We had to think about what they would say, and how they’d treat us, if they thought we’d gone over to the Johnfolk in any way.

Fourteen

Way way up rockway, me and Mary came to the ground called Rockway Edge, where Wide Forest and Worldpool come to­gether like the fingers of two hands sliding in between one another, so that forest and water lie side by side in narrow bands: forest, water, forest, water, shining, glowing, shining. The guards that had been with us since we met the Hiding People turned and rode back into their ground and new ones from Rockway Edge began to ride with us. I rode our buck while Mary strode along beside me to stretch out her legs.