Another boy entered the house, and Tashami could tell by the look on Father’s face that he hadn’t been expected a second guest. This boy’s hair was stringy and black, but slate gray at the roots. He looked to be eight or nine when standing next to his companion. The pair wore the same dead expression. Father eyed the second boy suspiciously as he closed the door behind them. He instructed the orphans to give them some space, and Mother appeared on the overlook. She paused and stared, then said, “I know he’s Chelekah, but who is the other one?” “What’s your name, son?” asked Father. “Ronossius.
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I thought Tashami and Ronossius had a past. If not, why Tashami?
