Chapter 11
Meetings in the conference room at the Wolf Branch Town Hall weren’t the nightmare Etan had convinced himself they’d be years ago. But he never stopped wishing he were back in the cozy little break room next door with Alex and a few of their friends.
This room was several times as large, with room for four typical long conference tables making a square. In theory, almost as egalitarian as a round table where they could all see each other, if not nearly as poetic. The current Council of fifteen fit easily, with room for at least twice that many in the future.
Etan didn’t want to imagine that many sitting under the lights too bright for his taste, even with the usual slight dimming to save electricity. The old rectangular ceiling tiles full of tiny little holes made him feel li
