back yet. It’s only for a few more days.
Dylan: But we don’t even have much food left. And all of my clothes are dirty.
Cathy: It’s ok. I’ll wash them when we get back.
Dylan: I heard you three talking about the sick people. And saying that we can’t go back yet because it’s too dangerous. But I know that’s not really true. I’m not stupid.
Cathy stops packing for a moment and closes her eyes. Until now the truth about why they hadn’t gone home yet had remained unsaid. At least between them. A public secret that nobody wanted to admit. She looks at him and shakes her head awhile exhaling slowly.