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tellin you, Saba, Jack ain’t gonna show at the Big Water. He’s long gone. A guy like him’s only in it fer hisself. Once he’s got what he wants, he moves on.
    I shut my ears to Lugh’s voice in my head.
    He’ll be there, I says. You know Jack keeps his word.
    Yeah, she says. You miss him, I can tell.
    Without thinkin, my hand goes to the heartstone around my neck. But of course, it ain’t there. Not really, I says.
    Yer such a bad liar, she says. Anyways, I seen you an him love kissin that time. You had yer hands on his—
    Shut up, Em!
    Well, I miss him, she says. I miss him heaps. I wish he was here right this very second. Jack always makes things okay. Even when they’re real bad.
    Yeah, I says.
    Her eyes flick to Lugh. I bet he’d know what to do about Lugh, she says. Seems like he’s mad all the time these days. I dunno why. If I ask him what’s the matter, it jest makes him worse. I want th’old Lugh back. I miss him most of all.
    She’s quiet fer a moment, rollin the dice around in her fingers. He told me an Tommo how he found you, she says, with the dead wolfdogs an all. He said you thought you seen Tracker.
    Guess I made a mistake, I says. Lugh figgers I was sleepwalkin. Tracker’d never go nowhere without Mercy.
    She hesitates, lookin at me sidewise, then says, I’m worried about you, Saba.
    Don’t be.
    Well, I am. You ain’t sick, are you? You’d tell me if you was sick.
    No, I says. But I ain’t.
    Jest becuz I’m nine, don’t mean I’m a stupid little kid. You should know that by now. She leans in close. Don’t tell Lugh, she whispers, but I bin askin the stars how to help you.
    Don’t git started with all that, Emmi. You know what Lugh thinks about star readin.
    Jest then, he calls out, Hey, Em, I nearly fergot! Come meet Fred!
    What? Her face lights with surprised delight. She leaps up an scoots over to the boys. I breathe with relief. A dog with a bone ain’t got nuthin on my sister.
    Em’s got this peg doll, Fern, that Pa made when she was two. She’s bin buggin Lugh to death an back to whittle a husband fer Fern. The moment she had the idea, she started callin the damn thing Fred.
    You made him in secret, I never knew! She takes Fred from Lugh. Gasps an laughs at the same time. No! she cries. Lugh, you made his nose huge! Yer a bad tease . . . Oh, you gotta fix it, Fern wants a handsome husband.
    Lugh shakes his head, sayin, Oh no, Fern told me herself, whittle me a distinguished husband, if you please, Lugh. Make sure you give him a fine, big nose.
    She did not!
    Look what I made! Tommo digs in his pocket an hands her a lump of wood.
    Oh! Emmi looks puzzled at it fer a moment, then beams at him. That’s good, Tommo. You made a pig! She squishes her nose flat an snorfles like a piggy. She’s always actin out so’s Tommo knows what she means. She don’t need to. He lip-reads easy, so long as you don’t talk too fast.
    He frowns. No, he says. Their baby.
    A wolfdog howl splits the night. Not far away. We tense. Another dog answers. Then another.
    Tommo looks a question at Lugh. Wolfdogs, he tells him.
    Emmi shivers, her eyes big. They sound near, she says.
    Naw, says Lugh, they’re a long ways off. But he pulls his bow an quiver a little closer. He shoves more wood on the fire to build up the blaze. Don’t worry, Em, yer big bad brother’ll keep them big bad wolfies away.
    Emmi snugs into his side. He puts his arm around her. Hey, Lugh, she says, what do the stars say about the Big Water?
    A mistake. She knows it the moment the words leave her mouth.
    Lugh’s face darkens. How many times do I gotta tell you, Em? Star readin’s a crock. Madmen an simpletons, that’s who believes in it. His voice is harsh, lashes at her.
    Emmi says, But Pa always—
    That’s enough! says Lugh.
    Tommo breaks the tension. Tell a story, Lugh, he says. Say what it’s like at the Big Water.
    He moves around to sit at Lugh’s feet. Leans in so’s he can watch his lips. So’s he don’t miss