“I’ve never seen a boat in these waters, not even a fishing trawler.”
“Why should you be looking for it?”
“I wonder what kind of world exists on the other side….” Nyomo’s tone was wistful.
“That is exactly what they don’t want you to see. Or you will not want to work for two meals and a pathetic shelter. Will you?”
“That is the world I want to see…. a world without THEM, and a world without spies like you.”
SPLASHHHH ….. somebody had been pushed into the water, and there was no boat around for rescue.
Nyomo could swim.