"That's a cinnamon teal, they migrate from the United States to Aztlan this time of year. You wonder how they find a speck of water like this in all the dry desert."
Tam Lin takes Matt to the mountains, leading to the oasis. He starts on the trail and Matt begins to follow him, but stops.
Matt thinks that he can take the horse and ride north, but then decides against that plan because this horse isn't like the Safe Horses back at the stable.
"So you you did kill the children?"
"I could say it was an accident- and it was- but that doesn't take away the horror. I was intending to blow up the
Tam Lin was perched on a rock. "That's a cinnamon teal," he said. "They migrate from the United States to Aztlan this time of You wonder how they find a speck of water like this in all the dry desert."
Do I have to go?
I've already packed your bag, there are maps in the chest. Take as many water bottles as you can manage, and when you reach the Atzlan border say you're a refugee.
Matt sat on another rock, not too near. The sun was sliding behind the hills and shadows crept into the little valley.
Matt asks Tam Lin a question that's been on his mind for a very long time. Tam Lin answers Matt, truthfully.