Fear sprang up to cage her, and she tucked her elbows to her sides as if wrapped in wire. What if no one recognized her as Taranoki? What if merely fearing she didn’t belong proved she didn’t? Wouldn’t a real Taranoki know without a doubt that she belonged? How could she claim to be Taranoki again if she was afraid the whole time? They would give her some test and she would fail—
