Adam came into the room and it was clear that he was relieved.

Gladys watched him. He looked young. He looked close to his actual age. Probably this was how he looked when actually happy.

He reported success at finding bees.

Dante replied with cynicism.

Gladys thought, “Is this just me all over again?”

Years ago Dante had taken her and directed her anger at his enemies. She did feel they were valid targets, but were they just doing the same thing to Adam now?

“No,” she thought. “This is different. Dante never let me think I was in charge.”