Chapter 22: Traitor, Part 1
After everyone ate their fill, and Brittany and Markesha washed the dishes in the stream in the big room. Brittany put up a fight until Markesha sternly reminded her that we all had to do our fair share, which included chores. Brittany finally relented and joined Markesha.
Derek and Carlos checked out the rifles in the front room, seeing how much ammunition each rifle had. A moment later, Trevor came into the room, joining them. Someone must have taken over guard duty. Even though I knew it was necessary, I just couldn't be around the guys, knowing the implications of their actions. So I joined Markesha and Brittany at the stream in the other room. Grabbing a serving tray, I plunged it deep into the water. Washing away my thoughts. Washing away the horror. Washing away our sins.
"That's okay, Casey," Markesha gently interrupted my reverie. "You and Jada did the dishes last time. Brittany and I can do them now." She took a frying pan and plunged it into the water.