Marilyn walked with Jaden through Refusers Farm watching over some of the younger boys and girls working and playing. Neither of them could tell what Cral was up to, but half a dozen of the older Refusers were running all over the place, laughing and ducking behind corners, barrels, and wagons.
Jaden laughed and pointed at Sandi. “She’s laughing so hard, she had to lay down!”
“I see. What are they doing?”
Jaden shook her head. “Whatever it is, they aren’t getting the washing off the line.”