said the man, flourishing his extra fingers.
âThe soldiers would have your fingers off if they heard you say that,â said the woman.
âWeâre not about to tell them,â said Piper. âAnd if you can keep quiet about having seen us here, I donât see why we canât camp together for the day.â
The woman and Zoe still looked wary, but the blind man smiled.
âThen letâs make camp. I could use a rest. Iâm Leonard, by the way. And this is Eva.â
âI wonât tell you our names,â said Piper. âBut I wonât lie to you, at least, and give false names.â
âGlad to hear it,â Leonard said. Eva sat next to him and began pulling their things from her rucksack. She had some nuggets of coal wrapped in waxed paper and still dry.
âFine,â said Zoe. âBut we need to cook quicklyâweâre still too close to the road to risk a fire once this fogâs cleared.â
While Piper stoked the fire and Zoe sat sharpening her knives, I joined Leonard on the log.
âYou said the others didnât move like Omegas.â I tried to keep my voice low enough that the others wouldnât hear. âWhat about me?â
âYou neither,â he said.
âBut I donât feel like them. Theyâve always been soââ I paused. âSo sure. So certain about everything.â
âI didnât say you were like them. I just said you didnât walk like other Omegas.â He shrugged. âGirl, youâre hardly here.â
âWhat do you mean?â
He paused, and gave a laugh. âYou walk like you think the earth begrudges you a space to plant your feet.â
I thought of the moment after Kipâs death, when Zach had found me slumped on the platform at the top of the silo. The air had been so heavy. If Zach hadnât begged me to run, to save his own skin, I doubted Iâd have managed to drag myself upright and leave. All these weeks and all these miles later, I hadnât realized that I was still hauling the weight of the sky with each step.
chapter 7
We ate the rabbits, as well as some foraged mushrooms and greens that Eva pulled from her bag.
âAre you a seer as well?â I asked her while we ate.
She snorted. âHardly.â
âSorry,â I said. Nobody wanted to be mistaken for a seer. âI just couldnât see your mutation.â
Leonardâs face had turned serious.
âShe has the most feared mutation of all,â he said. âIâm surprised you havenât spotted it already.â
There was a long pause. I scanned Eva again but could see nothing unusual. What could be more feared than being a seer, with its promise of madness?
Leonard leaned forward, and gave a stage whisper. âRed hair.â
Our laughter startled two blackbirds that took off screeching.
âLook more closely,â Eva said. She turned her head to the side andlifted her thick braid. There, nestled into the back of her neck, was a second mouth. She opened it briefly, baring two crooked teeth.
âOnly shame is that I canât sing out of it,â she said, letting her braid drop. âThen I wouldnât need Leonard for the harmonies, and I wouldnât have to put up with his grumbling.â
When the fire was extinguished and the sun risen, Leonard cleaned his hands carefully before he took up his guitar.
âCanât get rabbit grease on the strings,â he said, weaving his handkerchief between his clustered fingers.
âIf youâre going to be making a racket, Iâd better keep watch,â said Zoe. âIf anything comes along the road, weâll need to see them before they hear us.â She looked up at the tree above her. Piper dropped to kneel on one knee and she climbed, without speaking, onto his bent leg, balanced for a moment with a hand on his shoulder, and then jumped up to grasp the branch. She swung herself upward, feet