Farlands (The Antlands Series Book 3) by Genevieve Morrissey

Author:Genevieve Morrissey [Morrissey, Genevieve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Genevieve Morrissey
Published: 2023-06-11T16:00:00+00:00

Dan was able to come downstairs for dinner that evening, instead of having it off a tray in bed, and we were all so happy to see him up that we stayed at the table late, laughing and talking. Izzy ate too much and had a nightmare. Her nightmare mixed into my dreams and woke both of us up.

It was the first nightmare Isabelle’d had since Shy had been able to “read” her, and I think Shy was more upset by it than either Izzy or me. Shy’d never seen things like people being killed before or felt when a mind died sudden. She’d known minds that died, of course. Telepaths died on Annasland, same as everywhere. But all the ones she’d known went slow; fading out so peaceful it was hard, sometimes, to know when they were gone. What Shy saw—felt—happening on Izzy’s island was minds being torn away, like if an arm or a leg was ripped off a body. I comforted Izzy by getting her out of her bed and into mine while Shy sat beside us and watched, very sad.

“She’s seen too much for such a little girl,” she said. “Poor little Isabelle! I wish I could take some of your memories away from you and store them in my own mind where you couldn’t find them. Who’s that man she’s thinking of now? She’s so afraid of him!”

I said it was the man who’d fired the actual shot that killed Isabelle’s mother. “You’ll see that part sometime,” I told Shy. “Izzy’d like to forget him, but I bet she never will.”

I didn’t think any more about the man that night. Shy and me thought only nice things, so Isabelle could sleep. But the next morning I went—without Izzy—to talk to Captain Loyal about him.

I began, “Those pirates who kidnapped Izzy… You know them?”

“I know of them,” the captain said. “I don’t know who they are.”

“That’s what I thought. And if you don’t know who they are or what they look like, that makes it pretty hard to catch them, right? Well, I know somebody who does know what they look like. She knows perfect.”

Captain Loyal stared at me for a minute. “Isabelle, you mean,” he finally said.

“Yep. Isabelle. Also me, because what Izzy knows, I know. Let’s draw them. Just like we did the looters.”

“We can’t do that,” the captain said. “Ask Isabelle to deliberately recall the most terrible day of her life? Definitely not.”

“Izzy says she’d do it. She’s saying it right now, in fact. She’ll do it.”

“If Isabelle said she’d light herself on fire, would you let her?”

Well, fair enough. I wouldn’t.

I said, “Those are bad men. They’re evil. But with pictures of them to go by, you might be able to find them and stop them hurting more people. That’s worth something, right?”

I thought he was tempted. Then he repeated, “Absolutely not.”

Captain Loyal could be even stubborner than me sometimes. We didn’t make the pictures.

Later in the day, everybody but Dan and Izzy and me went out somewhere.

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