Chapter 31: A Requiem for Rules

The shamassons flooded the room speaking in their strange echoes, but there was already so much screaming and crying that much of the room could not hear them and, therefore, would not be calmed. Nerod and a few of the older children began screaming at younger children to be calm and be quiet, but they would be neither. Two shamassons looked at Mrs. Praner and then carried her out of the dining room, her feet dragging shoelessly behind her.

That was the last time I ever saw Mrs. Praner.

The children were put on study hours, and the stone cups of prole-jack tea were distributed in the dining area. I pretended to drink mine and then poured it into a crack in the floor while no one was looking. Then, I watched as the other children became less and less active. Eventually, the morning's strange turn of events would become hazy to them.