Nobody knows where it will end. I only know where it began—in Rutlan—twenty-four hours ago! I "The WPA stinks," Sara said. Now, I've known Sara four year. We've been engaged three times and married once—only marriage, not matrimony—so I pretty much know what to expect from her. I didn't speak. She rummaged in her belt pouch and waved something from it under my nose. It was a plastic tube, pointed and dark at one end. "Do you know what this is?" She said it loud enough to make people at other tab