"Brandon made stuffed bread rolls for me," Poppy said, "but Sven's terrible with dough, so I had to help him. We made some with cured meat and others with pickled vegetables. They still weren't as good as the ones we make at home."People could be hard to read, so Nicole asked Poppy, "Did they ask you anything about what we have at home?""No." Poppy took another bite of steak, then frowned. "But when I covered Zeph's patrol shift, a few people kept trying to chat with me. Then they started asking what kind of supplies we had."Poppy might have been only ten, but she wasn't naive. Nicole and Zeph had taught her well, and she had already seen more than most adults ever would. She didn't have much life experience, but she knew enough to understand when someone was fishing for information.She had a pretty good sense of who could be trusted.Those people didn't manage to learn anything useful from her. If anything, Poppy turned the conversation around and found out far more about t
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