Snippet #2560720

Emeka wasn't fairing well.

Physically, he was healthy. Healed, more or less. His worries, however, lay heavily on his mind. He'd developed a book of new wrinkles and grey hairs. Constantly, he kept to the little cove where Teo had left him. There was fear in his eyes, not just for himself, but for the fate of Nanna.

If Sarka had figured it out before the boys got to her, she was dead. The thought kept him pacing. Even the return of... "Bert" did him no good.

The creature had taken to following Teo when he could, chirping his concern. In the past hour he seemed even more antsy.