The blistering sun has scared even birds into the shade, but a middle-aged woman and a young couple are still collecting scraps of cotton that the machinery missed. With a ragged voice, the older woman calls to you: "Got any water?"
NOT ENOUGH TO SHARE (THE DEVIL)
SURE (THE WORLD)
The young man stands up and calls out: "Wait, I'll pay!" He chases you up the road and shows you a few pennies.
The three of them rush over to you, suddenly reanimated. They pass around your canteen. When you get it back, it's empty. The woman squeezes your hand and sighs with relief. "Sweetest thing I've ever tasted," she tells you.
NO (THE DEVIL)
OKAY (THE WORLD)
You shake your head and hurry up the road. "John, you idiot," his mother shouts. John gives a bellow of frustration. Glancing back over your shoulder, you saw the glint of the sun on copper as he hurls those pennies into the field.
(Money Gain) The boy swallows half the canteen in an instant. His girlfriend drinks, but his mother refuses. "Said there wasn't enough to share," she protests, running a dry tongue over her bleeding lips. The boy shakes his head and finishes the last of your water.
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