The letter arrived on a Friday.
She knew it was Evie before she opened it because nobody else sent letters with three separate annotations in the margins of the envelope.
*Mailed this on a Tuesday. It will arrive Friday. Travel time calculation attached to back.* She flipped the envelope. A small paper clipped on. The travel time calculation, precise, with the northern corridor to Kaelthorn transit routes mapped.
She stood at the kitchen counter and held the envelope for a moment.
Davan, on the floor near the cabinet with the interesting screw, looked up.
Made the frequency that meant: *something's happening. What is it?*
"Letter from Evie," Nara said.
Davan looked at the envelope.
Made the frequency that meant: *I am considering this.*
"You can't read it yet," Nara said.
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