Lyle writes:
A restless night. Seems I was awake every hour on the hour. And actually got up a couple times, having thought I heard Enough just outside.
It was all my imagination. Each time.
Both Rufus and Clarissa greeted the new day like it were any other. No apparent concern on their part. But not so for me.
The sun shines bright and cheery, another factor that jars my feelings.
I can no longer wait. Enough should have returned by now.
I must begin looking towards the village across the river. It seems the most obvious place.
I will cross the bridge and send up both drones.
