#Chapter54
When I woke up the next morning, the blood on my body had frozen. So had the walls of my room. I got down, pressing my feet on an ice measuring temperatures less than -140 degrees. Barefeet, I walked out of my room. Only my room had frozen that bad, all other rooms of my brothers were just as they had always been. I slowly closed the door and peeped inside Beth's room. He was getting dressed, I closed the door and held my breath.
How do I tell them what happened last night? I continue my routine. I walk seven miles to a distant lake, surrounded by a rocky river. I was the blood off me, the water turns red but soon dilutes back to blue. I try telling myself nothing is wrong. But it is.
I go for my morning lessons. Mother seems occupied as usual, /"Have you brought your red book, Nataniel?/" She asks with a smile.
