Chapter 71: Memories Part 1

Every hand springs in the air.

Sampson is back on the trunk at my side, poised and calm as always, smiling out at the crowd.

"Very good. This is very good," he says. "A few points to address before we'll be able to distribute the memories," and now his voice grows less optimistic. The same despair has returned as he takes a heavy breath. It's not defeated, just concerned.