Available the end of November!
Hannah eyed the three women skeptically. They huddled together whispering… about her. While most had ignored her arrival at the village, the older woman had been kind enough to give her a piece of bread and cheese. It had been a Godsend after not having eaten for a full day. Though, she should have known something was brewing when the woman had whispered to a young lad and he had dashed off. It had not been long after that that the other two women arrived to huddle and whisper with the woman who Hannah had believed generous.
You never get something for nothing. There is always a price to pay. So ask yourself how much are you willing to pay before you accept anything.
For as long as she could remember her mum had reminded her of that. But she had been so hungry that she had not even considered asking if something was expected of her in exchange for the meager food. Besides, the woman seemed kind enough, even eager to help her.
The older woman, who Hannah heard one of the women call Blair, had a good girth on her, full, rosy cheeks, a smile that had produced permanent lines, which meant she wore it more often than not, brown eyes that twinkled with their own smile and brown hair sprinkled with gray that refused to stay pinned to the top of her head.
Whatever could a woman who seemed so congenial want from her? Continue reading