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Chapter 28

At the end of the street Nuri leads me

down another alley, this one narrow and dark. Above us metal fire

escapes creak in the early morning air, sad sounds like melodies

half remembered from a dream, and I walk hunched over because I’m

convinced they’re going to fall on me. Misreading my posture as

apprehension, Nuri says again, “They’re at the Bridge. What’s there

to guard here?”

I don’t know.

When we step out of the alley there’s

a thin blonde woman squatting in a doorway nearby, and at her feet

a little girl picks at stunted grass that grows in the cracks of

the sidewalk. I glance at the woman and she snatches the girl up,

folding the child into her arms as if she thinks I’ll steal her

away. Nuri nods at her but the woman’s scowl only deepens, and she

glares at us until we’re out of sight.

“The Dump’s just up ahead,”

Nuri says.

The Dump

I envision a large, rambling junkyard,

cast off furniture and discarded automobiles decaying in a maze of