“It is difficult,” Christof said handing me our sleeping and bundled daughter, “but we speak with Basin


    and Stayne. We try to help them see the horrors of very. The way they act is no different from…”


    He let the statement hang, but I knew who he meant. Having a ve meant being Like the women and


    no one wanted that.


    “They will see the truth one day, as we did,” Damien said guiding me to the sleeping chamber. “We will


    make sure that all Paterians see the truth,” he said softly as they Lay Kennedy and me down.


    My family rested the remainder of the night until the sun rose. They tried to be quiet, but despite being


    less than a day old, Kennedy woke curious about what they were doing. She didn’t want to stay in the


    quiet bedroom with me, she wanted to see what was going on.


    The men were left to tend to me today. Food was delivered to us by Basin’s family. While I nibbled,


    Christof held our daughter. She dozed in his arms as he talked to her. It was different than it had been


    with Hannah, so unbelievably different.


    Where Hannah had been all fire and venom, Kennedy was my sweet girl and I started calling her that.


    She Loved her family and wanted to be with us constantly. Her eyes constantly swayed between


    herfatherand his Brothers when they were around.


    Kennedy would have preferred Christof stay with us all day every day and she made that very clear.


    The day he went back to work, she wailed all morning. He had to gently, but firmly, reprimanded her at


    lunch. She just couldn’t have everything she wanted. It was not his choice to follow Nu-reeh’s


    commands or not. While staying with his daughter would make him happy, Nu-reeh’s wishes always


    came first.


    It was the first time I saw the look of determination on Kennedy’s young face. She didn’t Like that her


    father was owned and controlled. The resolve I’d gotten used to seeing in Hannah settled over


    Kennedy. I suddenly realized what I was doing.


    I was breeding the resistance


    Most of the time, Kennedy was calm and content. She rarely cried and screamed. My second girl liked


    to be held and rocked. She was passed between all of us, enjoying the attention of the whole family.


    She liked to be awake and interacting with us.


    Unlike Hannah, I soon found I had to remind her to feed regrly. Nursing made her sleepy and she


    liked to be awake and part of the conversation. Evan remembered how often Hannah had fed and he


    made a schedule for me. We did our best to make sure she’d grow strong and powerful.


    Rose and Fuji helped me some with her care. They would y with her in the morning while I cleaned


    our rooms. She and Rose shared a special bond once Rose understood her name. Evidently the


    Kennedy Rose had been named after she left Earth.


    My instructions with Kennedy were much the same as they had been before. The only difference was


    that I was to read to her every morning. My afternoons were always spent walking in the mountain’s


    tunnels and giving Kennedy fresh air.


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    Damien and his Brothers no Longer feared my walks. They understood the control Nu-reeh had on the


    men. No one would touch me. Much Like before


    I was ignored like a piece of rock. No one ever saw me as I moved around.


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    Hannah showed up when Kennedy was twenty two days old. Kennedy and I were walking and talking. I


    had taken us to a winding cave that eventually led to an opening out of the mountain.


    The opening was small, barely enough for me to squeeze out of. I Liked the wide ledge that was just


    outside, though. The sun beat down on it and kept it nice and warm. We had a lovely view of the


    surrounding mountains and the sky above. Kennedy and I had found it on her fifth day.


    Kennedy rode with me the same way I’d carried Hannah. A long sash could be used to tie her to my


    back or to my front. Today the sash was tied like a sling and Kennedyy in thehammockshaped cradle


    on my chest.


    I liked this position. Kennedy could talk with me or look up at the sky. It also allowed me to bundle her


    and keep her close to me for warmth.


    We found a spot and settled down. Kennedy Liked to be out here under the open sky. She’d just


    drowse in the sun Listening to me talk to her. Quite early on I’d found she had a fascination with the


    sun, she hated the dark.


    Talons hitting the ground startled me badly and I jerked Kennedy to my chest. Without looking, I ran for


    the opening but Hannah’s voice stopped me.


    “Mama, it’s just us,” she said sounding exasperated. I took a moment to nce at the new arrivals and


    realized it was just my older daughter and her Sister.