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“I always meant to visit Lenga before this,” Lin went on. “I have kin buried here.” She came down two
more steps and leaned against the support pillar next to the steps. “Are you going to miss this place?”

“Yes, Ma'am.”

“They have you trained well, but I can see the rebel in you.” She smiled more, her stern face losing
twenty years of age and experience. Despite the silver in her hair, she could have been a teen like him.
“You want more than anything to go into space. I could see it in your eyes. Maybe you'll be so excited,
you won't puke when we reach free-fall, or scream like a frightened baby when we reach a Knaught
Point.”

“I won't get sick. I have Spacer blood,” he said, his shoulders straightening, chin lifting. Bain was proud
of his ancestors, even if the other children made fun of him when he talked about his grandparents.

“I remember you telling me that.” Lin's voice went soft. She came down the last two steps and crossed
the gravel path to stand in front of him. She touched his chin, turning his head a little so she could get a
good look at his face. Bain tried not to flinch or stiffen at her touch. No one had been so gentle since his
mother had died.

“Well, Bain Kern—yes, I remember your name, too.” Her smile had a touch of sadness. “I might just
need to call on your Spacer blood to help me during our voyage. You can keep secrets, can't you?”
“Oh, yes Ma'am!” Bain winced when his voice broke.

“You have to understand what's going on, so you can help when the littles get scared. I'll need you to
help keep the other children quiet and calm during our trip. You're being evacuated because the
Mashrami are getting too close to Lenga. It's not safe here for anyone but the military.” She looked
around, and Bain was startled to see tears in her eyes. “I don't think we'll ever see this place again.”

“They wouldn't destroy the cemetery, would they?” He thought of Mashrami digging up his parents’
graves.

“If they do, they hurt my kin and yours. I pray Fi'in that never happens. I couldn't bear it.”

“I wish I was in the Fleet. I'd fight the Mashrami and keep them away from here.”

“Sometimes, Bain, the smart choice is to get out of the way of trouble instead of standing up to it.” Lin
turned so she faced the spaceport hidden beyond the hills. “We're getting off this planet. Maybe if people
aren't here, the Mashrami won't attack it.”

“You think so?”

“I'm praying for that, very hard.”

Chapter Four
Bain came back to the dormitory to find it as busy as a whirlwind. Sixteen boys shared the room he slept
in; eight sets of bunks with sixteen trunks, sixteen sets of towels, and sixteen folding chairs. Four boys
had been chosen to go out on the first ship. The other boys either helped their friends pack or got in their
way.

Shouted arguments and teasing and questions made Bain's ears hurt. Boys packed as fast as their