Another time, Jesse promised herself as she studied the selection of children’s books that she had available. “Well, I have a book of animal stories.” When Rachel squatted beside her, she wanted to ask if the girl was wearing underpants beneath that summer dress, but that was a question that could cause embarrassment, especially if this was a first attempt at interacting with a human.

“We like animals,” Rachel said.

“I don’t know if the animals in these stories behave like the animals you know.”

Rachel nodded. “Make-believe.” She held the book. Sniffed the book. And didn’t hand it back.

“Would you like to pick out a book for yourself?”

“I—” Rachel looked at the price sticker on the book of stories. “I don’t have enough money to buy another book.”

“I’ll give you a book for yourself.”

Rachel shook her head. “Supposed to buy it.”

“Usually that is true. But today I would like to give you a book as a gift. As a way to say welcome.”

“Oh.” The girl looked at the shelves of books, her amber eyes filled with delight and confusion.

Bit by bit, Rachel told Jesse about the books she had read and which ones she liked the best. Finally, Jesse nudged Rachel toward an Intuit mystery writer who wrote a series of stories about a human who had a couple of terra indigene acquaintances who helped solve the mysteries. She wasn’t sure if the portrayal of the Others was sufficiently accurate. She hadn’t thought twice about that when she’d read some of the books.

Well, it will be interesting to read one again with what I know about the Others now—and see what Rachel thinks of the characters. Would any of the terra indigene be interested in attending our monthly book club? Something to ask Joe Wolfgard.

Jesse rang up the one book and watched through the window when Rachel left the store. The girl almost glowed with the triumph of a successful encounter. And turned shy when introduced to Tobias, who tipped his hat and did everything proper for an introduction.

As Tobias came into the store, Joe looked at Jesse through the window—and smiled.

We’re going to be all right, Jesse thought as the Wolves headed in the direction of the terra indigene settlement. If the Others accept us as friends, we’ll be all right.

To: NS

Troops are in position and are drawing unwanted attention. We must strike now or lose the element of surprise. Create the final distraction.

—Pater

To: NS

The special deliveries from Cel-Romano have arrived. Awaiting your instructions.

—HFL Leaders, Midwest and Northwest chapters

To: HFL Leaders, Midwest and Northwest chapters

Proceed with third stage of the land reclamation project.

—NS

CHAPTER 28

CHAPTER 28

Firesday, Juin 22

Hope stared at the sheet full of drawings and felt her stomach roll.