Tummy Rumblies

"There's too much work to be done to be sick of 'em. If I didn' talk to them, who'd help me with everything?" He shrugged. "Sure, we fight sometimes, but..." He always only had his family to depend on. The town had always been for selling or buying the odd treat and there had not been many kids about anyway, so he'd played with his siblings on the farm growing up. Now that he was older...it was hard to shake the habit of just staying on the fields. Emmett shook his head at her question. "Nah, my brother's older. He's 22. But he really don' like it down here." He shrugged and looked off at the crowd of people surrounding the market. "They say the Outlanders don'...understand. What it's like for people here, with the barrier n' whatnot. That they're messin' where they shouldn' be. But...lotsa people here have messed with it too. So I don' see the point." "Have you ever been up near the barrier? It isn't a place for a pretty girl like you, I don' think. ..I mean, it isn't a place for a boy like me or an anyone like anyone either. It'll make your hair stand up and your teeth go numb." EMMETT You think that you're growing, but you're just tall