Bran Hambric: The Farfield Curse by Nation Kaleb

Author:Nation, Kaleb [Nation, Kaleb]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Fantasy, Children's Lit
Publisher: E-Reads
Published: 2010-08-02T05:00:00+00:00

ABSOLUTELY

NO SOLICITORS

"Put it where everyone can see," Sewey said. "I want them to know the TBD’s strict policy on politics."

"Politics?" Bran said. "I’m wondering how banning the sale of items by peddlers will show anyone your political views."

"What, what?" Sewey said. "Oh, no, I’m afraid you’re dreadfully mistaken. A solicitor is someone who is pro-gnome. And we don’t allow them at all."

"It’s not a peddler?" Bran asked.

"No, it’s not. Not anymore, at least," Sewey said, shaking his head. "The mayor suggested we stick it on all doors of every business that’s properly anti-gnome. You do need to keep up to date with the changing definitions of things."

With that, Sewey pushed on the pedal, without even giving Bran a chance to get his feet out of the way. Bran shuffled backward quickly, just in time to hear Sewey shout:

"Go get sticking!"

And he was gone, leaving Bran in a cloud of dust. Bran looked down at the sticker in his hand and shook his head, pressing it onto the door of the bank as he went in.

"Now I’ve got to bike all the way home," he said, closing the door behind him.

"Wait a moment," Adi stopped him. "I’m off too. Do you want a ride home?"

Bran hesitated, but found he really was too tired to bike. And, any chance to talk with Adi in a place no one would hear them was certainly welcome. He nodded.

"My car is in the back, this way," she said, starting to clean up her desk.

Bran’s bike wouldn’t fit in her trunk, so luckily she had some cords to tie the lid down and just left the tire sticking out. Her car was navy blue and had leather seats, not schweezing even once as they pulled from the parking lot behind the bank.

They were silent for a while. The air was tense, and Bran kept trying to make himself say something, but every time he opened his mouth no words would come. It seemed that for days he had had so many questions he wanted to ask, but suddenly they were all gone.

"All right, Bran, I’ve got to get right to it," Adi began without warning. "I don’t know what to do with you." She glanced at him. "You and me: we’re both in a grave situation—a very grave situation."

It’s worse than even you know, Bran thought, mulling over what he had learned from Astara.

"But Bran…you’re different than the rest of us." Adi went on. "What you have could…" She looked back at the road and let out a deep breath. "It could really make things difficult."

"What do you mean?" Bran asked.

She started to say something but decided against it, and looked back to the road. He felt as if she were a wall, and she kept laying up more bricks to make herself stronger. There were so many questions in his mind, so many he didn’t know the answers to.

"And I hope you don’t hate me for this," Adi said, and she glanced at him. There

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