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There were small, but perceptible changes in my life now. At home, I sat on the furniture. When I ate, I fed myself. The men frequently portioned out my meals, but they didn’t hand feed me, usually. Most mornings I choose what ornamentation I would wear. The differences were slight, but they mattered to me.

Every day I thought of my daughter. I wondered what she was doing and how she was. In quiet moments I would sit and look toward the sky praying for her safety. She was a fixture in my daily thoughts.

One mid day meal, as I sat with Damien outside the Keeper’s compound in the forest, I was staring up at the sky. It was wide and beautiful beyond the trees. Flying freely through it must be a wonderful experience.

“What are you looking at?” Damien asked peering up through the canopy.

“I’m thinking of Hannah,” I told him passing him the bowl to take a bite. “I look at the sky and wonder if she’s out flying in it somewhere. I’d Love to know where she is and what she’s doing every day.”

He sat and watched me for a moment before he spoke.

said simply. “Why do you want to

looked at him. He was never

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about Hannah and hope she is well. It would make me feel better if I knew what

back against the tree he was Lounging

so curious, you are like Christof in that regard,” he told me. The subject was in the open, so I pushed a little with him. “You have other children out there, you must. Don’t you ever wonder about them?

tried to pass the bowl and

you,” he said grinning. “You

Large bite and looked pointedly at

simple answer, “I never think about them. I assume Hannah is well, but I do not think on her unless you bring her up. Others may exist, from what the women said

then spoke again, “Christof thinks about it. He wonders about the children he has sired. When

the women tell you?” I asked