Time passed slowly with no word one way or another.

Nemiah didn't return until much later, when the sun was beginning to set on the horizon. He didn't attend supper still under the excuse he simply wasn't feeling well-which wasn't too far from the truth at this point.

The next morning he went to the kitchen early in the morning to grab a bite to eat. He had made his decision finally, now he just had to figure out how he was going to live with it.