Yes headwoman azaze. But i never lie to rosethorn. She, um, discourages it." "evvy and i have an understanding." she grabbed the teakettle and poured hot water into the mug. "she tells me the truth, and i don't hang her in the first well we come to. It's a solution that works tolerably well for both of us.
I carefully lay out the provisions. one thin black sleeping bag that reflects body heat. a pack of crackers. a pack of dried beef strips. a bottle of iodine. a box of wooden matches. a small coil of wire. a pair of sunglasses. and a half-gallon plastic bottle with a cap for carrying water that's bone dry. no water. how hard would it have been for them to fill up the bottle?