"Really?" A hint of a smile flashed in Ronan Kendrick's eyes as he looked at her with a smug expression.
"Of course."
"Alright, I believe you."
Evelyn Ford took out the sweater and socks she had crocheted for him. "Look, what are these?"
"New ones?"
"Yeah. If other people have them, you should too."
Although Evelyn Ford estimated it would only take about twenty more days to leave the Yaxi Basin, the river was growing narrower the farther east they went. A thin layer of ice had begun to form on the surface, and everyone worried the rest of the waterway would be blocked by ice and snow. If that happened, their only options would be to leave on foot or wait for it to melt.
The fishing boat traveled for another three days. By then, the river had narrowed to only fifty meters wide. Taylor Vance and Zion Lowell came to discuss a plan with Evelyn Ford.
