Early in the morning on April 6, a small wicker basket is brought to Savvina Katopodis in her cell. There's nothing to date when it was first received at the Ministry, but it seems to have been delivered fairly recent, judging by the still-fresh state of its contents.

It's clear that someone from Level Two has been through and checked the contents thoroughly. Though the items inside have been shuffled around, nothing seems to have been removed.

Inside the basket, someone has included what might appear to be a strange variety of food items: a hard-boiled egg, some lettuce, a small bunch of parsley, a shank bone, a bit of horseradish root, and an orange. There's a small container filled with a sweet-smelling mix of chopped apples and walnuts mixed with cinnamon, and another with a small amount of salt water. There is also a stack of flat crackers: homemade matzot.

Along with the food, the sender has tucked a thin Hebrew book. The cover reads Haggadah shel Pesach.

On the inside cover of the book, the sender has left a short note.[1]

פסח סמאץ
רייזל

1.	Happy Passover, Raizel

Savvina savored unpacking the basket. She arranged herself on the bed and removed each item one by one, letting her heart feel warm. They'd been disturbed in the routine search, but she'd put them back to rights. Ages ago, Savvina had been educated at Beit Gaddol in many things - magic, language, loyalty, all surrounded by friends. She was not Jewish, but had been welcomed to sedarim at the Cohens a few times. Raizel, Eszter, and Benny (poor Benny). It had been nice to be among them feeling the weight of the thousands of years in the house.

Her Hebrew was good and she was happy to see it again. She was happy as well that whatever had come between she and Raizel the last time they'd spoken did not seem so important.