CARLA
“Move it ladies and gents, today’s the last day, let’s get a lot of work done!” Trisha yelled as we finished our breakfast and started walking towards the clinic. “Can’t see Jen anywhere,” she whispered as she jogged close to me.
“She’s having cramps, it’s usually bad but she’ll be fine. Got her some warm water from the Inn keeper, he’ll take her breakfast up to her.” I told her trudging along with the others through the carpet-like-grass.
