By Caragh M. O'Brien
Within the ENCLAVE, YOUR SCARS SET YOU aside, and the newly born will switch the future.Sixteen-year-old Gaia Stone and her mom faithfully bring their quota of 3 babies each month. but if Gaia’s mom is brutally taken away through the very humans she serves, Gaia needs to query even if the Enclave merits such loyalty. a beautiful event dropped at lifestyles by way of a memorable heroine, this dystopian debut may have readers racing the entire option to the dramatic end.
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She took up her walking stick, and for the last time she brought her withered face near to Gaia's. “Once I'm gone, be careful who you trust. Use your wits, Gaia,” the woman said. “Remember we're all vulnerable. ” “You've got that wrong,” Gaia said, thinking of her parents. ” Gaia felt the old woman's gaze upon her, and she looked back defiantly, suddenly feeling stronger. This old woman was a bitter shell of a person who had pushed people away from her all her life, and now she couldn't even say good-bye with any charity.
He asked. “Not very well, apparently,” she said dryly. He was silent a moment, and she waited again for him to put his hand on the doorknob. She knew what he was thinking. Because she was scarred, she had had no chance of being advanced to the Enclave. In some ways, her case was the supreme example of why it was better to give the babies over within hours. Years ago, they used to leave babies with their mothers for the first year of life, but the mothers were growing increasingly careless, and the children were getting injured or sick before their twelve-month ceremonies.
Turning, she saw the rows of faces and watched as one by one, as if on cue, they all began to turn toward her and Emily's father. Gaia was wearing a new dress, a pretty brown one her father had made for her just the week before, with a soft, curved collar and a bow in the back. Matching ribbons were carefully tied at the ends of her braids. But she knew the people were not noticing her clothes. They were staring at her scar. And as she and Emily's father walked back up the aisle, to the place where Emily and Sasha were already sitting with Emily's mother, Gaia heard whispers.