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A sudden down pour stopped the work in the Galde early. This was good for me as Winston, who is keeper of the Slicers, had me stocking fresh meat into boxes that was intended to the kitchens. And I could use the time to think over the past week.

After I took Marcus to the Homestead, Clint, the head Med-jack, told me to go find Alby and tell him what had happened. Once I had done finished telling Baly about Marcus, he called over Winston and instructed him to teach me for the next two days. so, I have been practicing with the Slicers. Then I was instructed to work with the Med-jacks for three days. And then back to the Slicers for the last two.

After dinner two nights ago, Minho took me aside and tested me in running and ither drills. Apparently, Alby thought I might be able to be a Runner. Which, despite the dangers, doesn't sound that bad.

When I worked with the Med-jacks, Clint told Jeff to take me to the front and treat the Gladers who had injured themselves the day or night prior. I wasn't allowed over to where Marcus was when I was working because everyone thought I would become distracted from the immediate tasks.

"Well, Marcus was right about the storm." Minho's voice distracts me from my thoughts.

"Wait, when did he say that?" I turn and see a small smile on Minho's lips.

"Five minutes before the storm came in"

"He's awake?"

"Yeah."

As soon as Minho confirms my hops, I sprint towards the Homestead. Coming across Jeff in the hall outside Marcus's room, I wait until he gives me the nod of approval to enter the room.  

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