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"Sister," Me? Privately?"

"You talking aboutroo sums now that his ith Sister Walker and the cards was finished for the day Memphis was always a up on just which conversations were none of his business

"Noould I be talking about you? Sister and I have s to talk about"

Isaiah scowled "I am too important!"

"Yes, you are," Sister Walker assured him "Why don’t you help yourself to another piece of candy, Isaiah? Memphis, let’s step out to the kitchen"

Memphis followed Sister Walker to the back of the railroad flat into a s athat looked out into a co with laundry She offered him a cookie as she took a seat across from him at the table Memphis nibbled at the cookie Sister wasn’t much of a baker; her cookies were always too dry and not sweet enough, but he took the on your mind, Memphis?"

"I’ happened?"

Memphis wasn’t sure how much he should say What if Sister Walker didn’t want to ith Isaiah anyht, he needed to let somebody know, and he certainly couldn’t tell Octavia

"He’s been waking up in the night It’s like he’s in a trance And he’s saying strange things"

Sister Walker’s brow furrowed "What sorts of things?"

" ‘I a that sounded like scripture, but nothing I was faon of Old,’ " Sister Walker repeated "That’s from Revelation, if I recall ht it be Octavia?" she offered kindly

Memphis frowned It would be just like Octavia to scare Isaiah with visions of God’s judg else curious Just one word over and over: Diviners"