The convoy left the river behind and followed a narrow provincial road that cut through farmland. The mountains flanked both sides, tall and quiet, while the sun filtered through drifting clouds. The hydro site assessment was finished for the morning, but Timothy was not ready to leave yet. Something about the surrounding towns pulled at his attention.
"Sir," Hana said from the passenger seat, "the municipal hall expects us by eleven. We have time, but not much."
"We will get there," Timothy said. "I want to see the schools in this area."
Hana lowered her notebook slightly. "The schools?"
"Yes," Timothy said. "If we are building a power source for this province, we should understand the people it will serve. That starts with their children."
The driver glanced at them through the mirror. "There is a public elementary school two kilometers ahead, sir. It is beside the barangay center."
"Take us there," Timothy said.
