"Martier?"

Her wide staring eyes never moved.

"Honey?" He turned fully in his seat toward her.

Martier slipped from beneath the still warm body of her brother once it became night. She didn't want to move—she was supposed to stay with Yook. Mama said that he was supposed to look after them, and she remembered that her mother's pretty face always looked worried since Papa's job had sent him away. "Don't worry little one. Papa will be home soon." She began ...