Now, We're Even

Kia Armas, Teacher

Sunbury Farm, South Broken Delta

December 24, ██24

You said you didn't want to see me on your turf ever again, Rebecca Blunt. I never forgot. These potatoes are payment for the scraps you gave us in that first few years. Now, we're even. And another thing. Keep your people away from the school. Anyone who dares to set foot in this place can expect to get their brains blown out and spread on the vegetable patch as fertilizer. You have been warned.