“Let me help you. Let me arrange for the safety of a very dear friend. Will you promise to think about it?” His voice came to her as if from a distant place, even though he was sitting across from her.
“And what would become of Raz?” she asked. “We have become…close over the years.”
“Then you must take her with you. We can do this but you mustn’t wait too long.” He got up and went over to the window. “You must let more light in here, Wira.”
“I cannot,” she said. “My eyes.”
“I was speaking of another matter.”
“Yes,” she said, “I know.”
“It will be a different world, and I’m afraid many will not survive. Please promise me you will think about what I’ve said.”
She got up and went over to him. “Yes, I will think of it, but this is my world and has been since I was a young girl.”
“You are still young, Wira.”
“Well, relatively speaking, I suppose I am.”