After dinner, Frank pulled Da-wa outside and told him he’d be heading up to Khum Jung first thing in the morning. He wanted to check on the addition to the high school, but more than that, he wanted to get his head back on straight. To do that, he needed time away to think about a lot of things, chief among them, John Patterson and Sarah Madden. In that regard, Ang Tashi-ring’s quiet wisdom would be invaluable in helping him get his grounding back. The venerable old Nyingmapa Lama always seemed to know the right questions to ask, and when to remain silent.
He looked up at the failing light over the towering ridge across the valley. “Make sure Sarah’s on the acclimatization hike tomorrow. She’s a strong woman, but I don’t want to chance her getting in trouble when we head up to Tengboche.
