Tomas and Jezer passed through on their last trip from the well. The last until the drought ends or a miracle intervenes – it would take one in Tomas’s estimation.
Jezer thinks it may recover before then.
But now it is apparent we shall need to move on as soon as possible.
Mawuli and I met with his father to calculate how long our water will last. We concluded that we must begin to ration.
The matter had me thinking back to that snowfall in the desert. It had not been what I prayed for, but it was what we needed.
I was kept so busy over these issues that I forgot to discuss my suspicions with Elijah about the drone.