Unafraid by Megan Lynch

Author:Megan Lynch [Lynch, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-944728-75-5
Publisher: City Owl Press

Chapter Eighteen

Samara didn’t see Bristol the next morning at breakfast, nor at lunch. She was beginning to worry about him. Just because she didn’t want to add giving birth to her to-do list didn’t mean she didn’t care. She knew what Bristol was capable of, the thoughts he was capable of turning into unnerving images. The vivid beauty of his mind. She could even see his point, though she hesitated to admit it. They could be great together, and it wasn’t fair that there always seemed to be someone around to tell them no.

But Samara was hungry, and insatiably so, not for food (there was, for once in her life, more than enough to eat every meal) but for knowledge. Bristol had a point there, too; he’d named it as her obsession. She was even a little afraid of it and noticed how willingly she’d connect the dots on bizarre theories that couldn’t possibly be true. The campers—or the Unregistered, or the refugees, or whatever people with more power were calling them now—had begun to make up their own stories of where they were and what fates awaited them, each theory as unlikely as the last. In her intense craving for information, Samara found herself wanting to pick a few to believe.

She talked to the aid workers as much as she could, but they weren’t much use. She recognized the type: do-gooders who didn’t have an ounce more intelligence than she did herself. She saw herself in them, and she loathed herself for it. She’d wasted too much of her life following protocol, not asking questions. Now that she wanted to know, there was nowhere to turn. Her watch was probably in a police department somewhere. Not, she reminded herself, that it would be much good anyway. The search network they’d always used to get answers was controlled by Metrics and provided the public with mostly false information.

Though it was freezing outside, she put on her new-to-her coat and hat and headed outside for a walk. The streets of Edinburgh never ceased to cheer her, though there was always a short period where she had to adjust to being one of few brown people on the street. It didn’t bother her too much, just when she saw people staring at her. She usually noticed it only at the very beginning of her walk, then had the rest of her afternoon to just enjoy the winding streets and the colorful shop windows.

She was just passing a small tea room and getting into one of her favorite daydreams—that she’d one day have money to buy a cup of tea and sit to drink it there—when someone waved to her from the window. She stopped and recognized the friendly face. What was Taye doing inside a tea room?

A bell tinkled softly from far above Samara’s head when she opened the door. The room warmed her chapped cheeks and she inhaled the spicy scent of something baked and sweet. Taye had been seated at a table near the window, but he stood when she walked in and gestured to her.

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