The Walking Dead

Across the room from her, the shadows on his face, she saw the man nod — so briefly — as if he approved her answer. She thought she had played her part well, and she squirmed. If he had not been there, the man, she would have taken the boy in her arms, held him against her breast, and would have fried to give him comfort from her warmth…but he was there and watched. But she left her hand on the boy's. He was so far from his home, and so distant from what he knew, so long separated from the commitment made to his recruiters — and in. the man's bag, beside his knee, was the video that condemned Ibrahim. The boy would die in a foreign land… Faria shuddered, and she held his hand tighter.

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