I was seated at the head of the kitchen table with a glass of water in front of me. Amelia had put it there, but I wasn't interested in drinking it, I was waiting.
I already had my coat on, as well as a scarf and my hat. Those who weren't on guard duty were in the kitchen with me. To my right were Michael and Kael, to my left was Amelia. Everyone else was standing in a large circle around the table, though there were still seats left to sit on.
"How much longer?" Michael asked me, breaking the silence we had been upholding for what seemed like hours.
"Soon." I answered. I looked around the room, at the faces of the people who were ready to fight for this farm, for me. Sometimes I felt guilty about it. I knew they were under my influence, I knew that this farm was something I wanted and
