They had been very blunt with me. My fake owners did not ever see Master Damien and his Brothers. They passed messages to one another. If I got my them in trouble they would sell me, Master Damien could not stop it.

“I missed earth,” I lied. “I was anxious. My owners would not let me out until I calmed some.”

“Ah,” Rose said satisfied, “it happens to many of us, the realization you will never leave can cause great distress. I’m sure changing owners made it worse for you.”

“Yes,” I nodded.

From days of Laying in the box, I was weak. My friends helped me inside and decided I needed to do something. They brought the drums over and asked me to play. It took an amazing amount of energy to tap the familiar rhythms on the drums.

“You seem…strange,” Fuji said. “You have no strength.”

was agitated,” I told her,

day cycles, Ciara,” Rose said.

Angela’s Library

didn’t answer her, but

breath shuddered out. “You must be active to get your strength back,” she told me. “Come with us; we will

just paced the compound. My balance got better

lunch bell rang and we were on the wrong side of the compound.

told Rose and Fuji, “I’ll get

girls ran off and I was left to stumble toward the Lunchroom. The men were all feeding their slaves by the time I made it. I moved

was wrong with me.

not trained,” Basin hissed. “I’m not sure why Damien chose your family.

said in his regular dismissive tone. “No

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