Leader set his pen aside and leaned back in his chair. " Tell me something, Matty. You and your friend are out there a lot, fishing. And you've been doing it for a long time - since you came to Village as a little boy. Isn't that so?"
"I don't remember exactly how long. I was only about this high when I came." Matty gestured with his hand, placing it level with the second button of his own shirt.
"Six years," Leader told him. "You arrived six years ago. So you've been fishing for all that time."
Matty nodded. But he stiffened. He was wary. It was too soon for his true name to be bestowed, he thought. Surely it was not going to be Fisherman! Was that why Leader had called him here?
Messenger by Lois Lowery page 30
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