Chapter 28

“What do you think of him?” he asked.

“You know what I think.”

“I know what you thought when he showed up. I’m interested in hearing what you have to say now that he’s been here a day.”

Floorboards joined in the creaksong as Mama rocked slowly, back and forth. “He works hard. He didn’t complain once today, and I pushed him as hard as I could.”

“He was Strike. Aren’t they all used to hard labor?”

“Maybe.”

He stole a glance sideways, but Mama wasn’t watching him. She seemed just as intent on the fire as he’d been. “He doesn’t know why he’s here.”

“That what he told you?”

“Yeah. And I believe him.”

Her mouth firmed, holding back the words he knew she wanted to say. “They’re trained to lie.”