Patient Wizard

The Test When all the slaves under twenty years old in the territory had gathered, Chris was thinking about the wild pigeon eggs he had hidden in the forest. If you poke a hole in the shell and suck it out, the savory taste fills your mouth. Suddenly he worried that a weasel might have stolen them. He grew anxious. He wanted to run and eat them right away. Smack. Someone hit him on the back of the head. Chris rubbed the spot and turned around. Jack, who played the role of leader among their peers, was grinning. He was missing a front tooth, which made him look a little dim-witted, but in truth he was sly. “Idiot, what are you thinking about?” If Chris answered honestly, Jack would steal the eggs. Maybe even throw them in his face for fun. Chris made something up. “I was wondering why the s