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could stay here with you," he said. Then he stood up to military
attention. "Good-bye, Alessandra Toscano. Have a happy life here in
this good world."
    "What are you saying!
My husband will court-martial you for this!" The Mother moved past him,
heading for Alessandra, a hand reaching out for her like the bony hand
of death.
    Ensign Akbar caught her
by the wrist.
    "How dare you," she
hissed directly into his face. "You've signed your death warrant for
mutiny."
    "Admiral Morgan will
approve of my preventing his wife from breaking the law," said Ensign
Akbar. "He will approve of my allowing this free colonist to exercise
her right to fulfil her contract and stay in this colony."
    Mother put her face
right up into his, and Alessandra could see how flecks of her spittle
sprayed right into his mouth, his nose, and onto his chin and cheeks.
Yet he didn't budge. "It won't be about this, you fool," she said. "It
will be about the time you tried to rape me in a darkened room on the
ship."
    For a moment,
Alessandra found herself wondering when such a thing might have
happened, and why Mother didn't mention it at the time.
    Then she realized: It
hadn't happened. Mother only intended to say it had. She was
threatening Ensign Akbar with a lie. And there was one thing for
sure—Mother was a good liar. Because she believed her own
lies.
    But Akbar only smiled.
"The lady Dorabella Morgan has forgotten something."
    "What is that?"
    "Everything is
recorded." Then Akbar let go of Mother's wrist, turned her around, and
gave her a gentle nudge up the ramp.
    Alessandra couldn't
help herself. She gave one short, sharp laugh.
    Mother whirled around,
her face full of rage. Looking so much like Grandmother. "Grandmother,"
Alessandra said aloud. "I thought we left her behind, but look, we
brought her with us."
    It was the cruelest
thing Alessandra could have said, that was plain. Mother was dumbstruck
with the pain of it. Yet it was also the simple truth, and Alessandra
hadn't said it to hurt her mother, it had simply spilled out of her
mouth the moment she realized it was so.
    "Good-bye, Mother,"
said Alessandra. "Have lots of babies with Admiral Morgan. Be happy all
the time. I wish you would. I hope you will." Then she let Ensign Akbar
take her down the ramp.
    Ender was
there—he had come closer while Mother was distracting her,
and Alessandra hadn't realized it. He had come for her after all.
    She and Akbar reached
the base of the ramp; she noticed that Ender did not set foot on it.
    "Ensign Akbar," said
Ender, "you're mistaken about Admiral Morgan. He
will
believe her, if only to have peace with her."
    "I'm afraid you're
right," he said. "But what can I do?"
    "You can resign your
commission. Both by real time and relativistic time, your term of
enlistment has expired."
    "I can't resign in
mid-voyage," said Akbar.
    "But you're not in
mid-voyage," said Ender. "You're in a port that is under the authority
of the Hegemony, in the person of myself, the governor."
    "He won't let it
happen," said Akbar.
    "Yes he will," said
Ender. "He will obey the law, because it's the same law that gives him
his absolute authority during a voyage. If he breaks it against you,
then it can be broken against him. He knows that."
    "And if he didn't,"
said Akbar, "you're telling him right now."
    Only then did
Alessandra realize that their words were still being recorded.
    "I am," said Ender. "So
you don't have to face the consequences of defying Mrs. Morgan. You
acted with complete propriety. Here in the town of Miranda, you'll be
treated with the respect that a man of your integrity deserves." Ender
turned and with a sweep of his hand indicated the whole
settlement. "The town is very small. But look—it's so much
larger than the ship."
    It was true. Alessandra
could see that now for the first time. That this place was huge. There
was room to get away from people if you didn't like them. Room to carve
out a space for yourself, to say things that nobody else could hear, to
think your own thoughts.
    I've made the right
choice.
    Ensign Akbar stepped
off the end of the ramp. So did Alessandra. Back on the ramp, Mother
howled something. But Alessandra did not make any sense of the sound.
She could hear no words in it, though surely words were being said.
    She didn't
have
to hear it. She didn't have to understand it. She no longer lived in
Mother's world.

CHAPTER
18

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