Armbranch, ‘Sixteen’, and I have had a fun time this past few days. ‘Sixteen’ is hitting the road again early tomorrow and I think he’s just that bit more reluctant to leave us than the last time. He hasn’t said yet where he’s going, what he’s going to do when he gets there, or who he’s going to meet. I sense he wants to, though. I see it in his eyes. A longing to share what he’s up to. But I see caution in those eyes, too, a caution hardened by this world. Even though I’m sure he trusts us I think it might be a while before that caution softens enough to tell us more.
I don’t blame him. Nor do I mind. I can wait.
Maya suggested earlier that I give him one of the laptops so that we can all communicate and the kid can feel closer to home. Though I thought it was a brilliant idea, my pulse slipped into overdrive at the thought of being left with no backup laptop. Yet, though a selfish part of me is screaming that I need to keep both, I’ve already decided to give him the backup. He deserves it and I can’t imagine what it must be like for him to be so isolated here. I’ll surprise him with it later and give him the run down on the wireless connection.
I think that might go a long way to earning some more trust.
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