I stopped myself from mentioning out loud how much she looked like Robson when she did that. “You’re a serious bitch, you know that?” Gail had stopped walking and was staring at Winky with her hands fisted at her sides. “You have to swear an oath and mean it,” said Winky, “or you aren’t coming in. It’s not like I have a choice.” She obviously wasn’t happy about being trapped, and I could hardly blame her. And even if everyone disliked her, it still wasn’t a reason to exclude her and send her out to starve, as long as she was willing to be loyal to all of us. It had to be a kind of democracy with more than one person making decisions. She actually wasn’t welcome as far as I was concerned, but I knew it wouldn’t be fair to exclude kids who rubbed me the wrong way. I hadn’t pressed the issue because I didn’t want her to think she wasn’t welcome. “What are you goingk to do now?” Bodo asked her, finally getting to the part I was wondering about. All she does all day long is bark orders like a freakin’ drill sergeant.”
“If you were such a big help, why’d they want to trade you?” asked Winky. She’d decided to walk next to Winky’s and Bodo’s horse, so even though Paci held back on the reins a little, we still had to listen to her. I was helping them.” Gail was still yammering on and on, two hours after we’d taken her through the grove. Things were looking up, and for the first time in days, I felt my heart lighten just a little. We were going to get through this grove and then we’d be almost home. Things felt more normal now, or a least a tiny bit more normal.
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