Chapter 7

I shook my head.

"No, I am not going back."

As an international aid engineer, I no longer belonged to any fixed address. Where else could I even return to?

Unless the day came when the reconstruction work was finished, when there were no more displaced people needing us—only then could I go home.

Until then, the world was vast, and anywhere could be my home.

"I really know I was wrong. I shouldn't