FAZER LOGINWe drove all night.
Mrs. Bell drove the truck and Ada Kessler sat in the front with a blanket over her knees and Hannah beside her. June and Arthur Renn and Silas were in the back with the crates and the stones and the record. I sat in the middle of the back seat with Elias on one side of me and the photograph in my jacket and my mother's page from Ruth's box in my hand.
The road went south and the sky went from black to gray and the snow turned to rain and the rain turned to nothing and by four in the morning we were on the highway and Boise was still four hours away.
Nobody talked for a long time.
And then Elias said, "Wren."
I turned my head.
"There is a thing I have not told you," he said. "I have been carrying it since Walla Walla and I have been trying to find a way to say it and I have not found one. So I am going to say it badly."
"Say it."
He put his hands on his knees.
"Your mother was not the only one," he said. "There was another one. There was a woman who came to me in the churchyard in 1968 with a green scarf and your mother's chin and she told me to run east. And she was not your mother."
I sat very still.
"What?"
"She was your mother's sister," Elias said. "Her name was Ruth and she was born in 1930 and she was a triplet. Your mother was Mary and the second was Ruth and the third was a girl who was born in 1930 and died in 1932." He looked at me. "Except she did not die. She was taken to Boise in 1932 and she was raised by the Renns and she married a Renn and her grandson is Arthur Renn."
I stared at him.
"Arthur Renn," I said. "Arthur Renn is my cousin."
"Arthur Renn is your mother's sister's grandson," Elias said. "And there is more of it. The woman who came to me in the churchyard was not Ruth of Boise. She was the third one. She was the one who was born in 1930 and was supposed to have died and was hidden in the Kessler pack instead." He looked at me. "She was Ada Kessler's daughter. And she was your mother's sister and she died in 1971 and she was Hannah's mother."
The truck went south on the highway.
"Hannah's mother," I said.
"Hannah's mother." Elias put his hand on my arm. "Your mother had two sisters. One went to Boise and her line is Arthur Renn. One went to the Kessler pack and her line is Hannah. And the woman who came to me in the churchyard in 1968 was the Kessler one and she was your mother's sister and she was the one who told me to run east." He took a breath. "And she told me a thing about your mother. She told me your mother had a third sister and that the third sister was the one who was supposed to have died and that your mother did not know. And she told me that your mother was the only one of the three who did not know what she was."
I sat in the truck.
"She did not know," I said.
"She did not know. She knew she was the fourth daughter's line and she knew about the curse and she knew about the bargain. She did not know she had two sisters." Elias looked at me. "And there is one more thing and it is the worst of it. The woman in the churchyard told me that your mother was the one the curse was waiting for and that if the curse was not broken your mother would die and her children would die and the line would end. And she asked me to find you. She asked me to find you and to protect you and to tell you what your mother was."
I sat in the truck with the photograph in my jacket and my mother's page in my hand.
"Then you have known about me since 1968," I said.
"I have known about you since 1968," Elias said. "I did not know your name and I did not know where you were and I did not know that the curse would drag me to this territory seventeen years later. But I knew there was a girl in a wheat pack who was the fourth daughter's line and I knew that one day I would have to find her." He looked at me. "And then the new moon took me to the north field in July and I woke up in the dirt and I found a woman in a combine yard and I knew who she was before she told me her name."
The truck went south.
"Why did you not tell me?" I said.
"Because I did not know how to say it without sounding like a madman," Elias said. "Because I did not know if your mother had told you and I did not want to break the last thing she had given you. And because I was afraid." He put his hand on my arm. "Afraid that if I told you I had known your mother and that I had been looking for you for seventeen years, you would think I had come to you because of a promise and not because of you."
I looked at him.
"I did come because of a promise," he said. "And I stayed because of you. And there is no version of my life where the promise and you are not the same thing."
I sat in the truck.
And then Ada Kessler turned around in the front seat.
"Beta," she said. "There is a car behind us and it has been behind us since we left the highway."
I turned and looked through the back window.
There was a car. It was black and it was long and it had its headlights on and it was coming up fast.
"It is the Council's car," Ada Kessler said. "And there is a man in it and he is not driving. He is sitting in the back and he is looking at us."
I looked at the car.
"Mrs. Bell," I said. "Can you go faster?"
"I can go faster," Mrs. Bell said. "But if I go faster I am going to lose the crates and the crates are the whole of it."
"Then do not lose the crates," I said.
And then the car pulled up beside us and the man in the back of it rolled down his window and looked at me.
He was old and he had white hair and he had a face like a closed door and I had seen that face in the pack square and in the kitchen of Maeve's cottage and in the yard of the pack house.
It was the chief clerk.
He looked at me for a long moment and then he said something that I could not hear through the wind and the road and the engine.
And then he raised his hand and the car pulled ahead and went away.
"What did he say?" June said.
I sat in the truck.
"He said the Council is waiting," I said. "And he said there is a seat for me in the chamber."
The truck went south and the sun came up over the mountains and Boise was three hours away.
The whole of the mill yard was quiet and the whole of the it was the whole of the line and the whole of the it was the whole of the ground.It was the first of May and the wheat was up and the whole of the east field was green and the whole of the west line was green and the whole of the north field was green.And the whole of the mill was the whole of the keeper's house with the door that closed and the window that opened and the chair by the window and the rug on the floor and the crib in the corner.And in the crib there was a child.She was three months old and she had red hair and amber eyes and she was awake and she was making a sound that was not a word and the whole of her was the whole of the line.I picked her up.“Ilse,” I said. “The whole of the it is the whole of the it.”She made the sound again.And then Elias came in from the yard with his shirt sleeves rolled up and his hair in his eyes and his hands dirty from the fence line.“Wren,” he said. “The whole of the it is
The whole of the circle was quiet and the whole of the it was the whole of the line and the whole of the it was the whole of the mark.And then the whole of the it was the whole of the record.The whole of the line went up to the pack house in the morning and the whole of the them came into the Alpha's office and the whole of the them sat down at the long table and the whole of the them had the register and the crates and the whole of the it.The whole of the record was on the table. It was the new record. It was the record of the whole of the packs and it had been bound in leather by Arthur Renn and it had a brass clasp and the whole of it was blank.And it was waiting for the whole of the it.“Alpha,” Arthur Renn said. “The whole of the it is the whole of the record. And the whole of the record is the whole of the line.” He put his hand on the book. “And the whole of the it is going to be written by the whole of the it.”I sat down at the head of the table.“Then write the whole of
The whole of the circle was quiet and the whole of the it was the whole of the line and the whole of the it was the whole of the ground.And then the whole of the it was the whole of the mark.It was not a day and it was not a night and it was not a trial. It was a thing that happened in the circle in the spring with the whole of the line around it and the whole of the ground under it.The whole of the it came at dusk on the first full moon after the trial.The whole of the line came into the circle and the whole of the pack and the whole of the territories and the whole of the east and the whole of the them stood around the flat stone and the whole of the them put their hands on the stone.And then Ada of the north came into the circle.She was old and she had a cane and a shawl and she was the keeper and she had been the keeper for eighty-five years.“Alpha,” she said. “The whole of the it is the whole of the mark.”“The whole of the it is the whole of the mark,” I said.She put the
The whole of the packs was signed and the whole of the line was one and the whole of it was the whole of the ground.And then the whole of the it was the whole of the trial.It was held in the circle in the trees in the spring when the snow was gone and the wheat was up and the whole of the east field was green.The whole of the Council came and the whole of the territories came and the whole of the east came and the whole of the north came and the whole of the line came and the whole of the it was in the east field.And in the middle of the circle there was a table and seven chairs and the whole of the Alphas of the whole of the packs sat in the chairs.I sat in the middle chair with Ilse in my arms and Elias beside me.And in front of the table there was a wolf.It was Silas and he was in a gray coat and his hands were tied and his face was gray and the whole of him was the whole of the it.“Silas,” I said.“Alpha,” he said.“The whole of the it is the whole of the trial,” I said. “
The whole of the circle roared and the whole of the it was the whole of the line and the whole of the it was the whole of the ground.And then the whole of the it was the whole of the whole of the it.The Alpha of the Alphas stood on the flat stone with his staff in his hand and the whole of him was the whole of the it."Alpha," he said. "The whole of the it is the whole of the line and the whole of the line is the whole of the ground and the whole of the ground is the whole of the territories." He put his staff on the stone. "And the whole of the territories is not the whole of the Council and the whole of the Council is not the whole of the territories. The whole of the territories is the whole of the line."I stood in the circle."The whole of the it is the whole of the line," I said."The whole of the it is the whole of the line," the Alpha of the Alphas said. "And the whole of the line is the whole of the packs." He put his hand on his chest. "And the whole of the packs is going
The whole of the circle was quiet and the whole of the it was the whole of the line and the whole of the it was the whole of the ground.And then the wind came up.It came out of the trees and it came across the circle and the whole of the it was not the wind of January and the whole of the it was not the wind of the snow.It was warm and it smelled of pine and cedar and the inside of a cedar chest and the whole of it was the whole of the it.I stood on the flat stone with Ilse in my arms.And then I heard it.It was a voice and it was quiet and it came out of the wind and the whole of it was the whole of the it.It said: Wren.I stood in the circle.“Mama,” I said.The whole of the circle was silent.And then the voice came again.It said: I am sorry.I sat down on the flat stone.“Mama,” I said.The voice came out of the wind and the whole of it was warm.It said: I did the whole of the it the wrong way. I kept the whole of the it in a box and I paid the rent and I kept you out of t







