Twisted Roots (DeBeers 3)

"We just won't. We were just talking,

dreaming."

"I wasn't just talking. I told you I've

investigated this idea. I've been thinking and planning

it for a while now. Maybe everything is just a childish

fantasy to you. Hannah, but from where I sit, in the

world I am living in, it's the only real hope I have.

And from the way your uncle reacted and from the

things he told us, it sounds like the only real hope he

has, too.'

"But how can we do that? How can we take

someone like him on the road?"

"How were you going to take him home?" "He would be near available medical attention

all the time.," I said.

"We wouldn't exactly be in the Outback.

Hannah. We'd always be close to some sort of medical

help. Besides, he doesn't sound like he needs any. It

sounds like what he's getting is slowly killing him.

You wanted to do something for him. This is it!" he

emphasized.

I took a deep breath. I felt like I was falling,

like I had impulsively started to row a canoe down a

river and now I couldn't stop. The raging water had

taken over, and it could drive me to the rocks! "But take his money? I feel like we'd be taking

advantage of him. Heyden."

"Why? We'd be giving him something he really

wants and needs. Someday we'll pay him back.

Besides." he said, sitting back. "it would be better to

take him with us. and I don't mean just because of his

money."