Rules:
1. Pick up your current book and flip to a random page
2. Select (2) sentances to share, you may share more but not too much
3. Share the books title and author
4. No Spoilers!
Lines:
I tip my cup into the open valve at the top of the cistern. Then i see the new Overseer making a slow path around the clearing. He looks up at me and stops walking.
My hand falters and water esccapes onto the side of the cistern. But I correct myself quickly and son the pouring is done. I hope that an Overseer didn't see my sloppiness. There would be punishment, and mother would bear it on her shoulders.
Drought by Pam Bachorz