CHAPTER 27 —Before the Sun Breaks
Carolyn
I walked outside Rowenna’s house and sat on the stairs at the porch. The sky was bright now, and the sun had risen fully but as I looked at everything I wondered if I really wanted to leave. I had patiently waited for the day to break, but now the time had come I was having cold feet. The forest held its breath, even the insects seemed quieter, as if the whole universe was waiting for my next move.
My boots were damp probably from my cold feet, my fingers curled tightly around the strap of the small leather satchel she had insisted I carry. The air smelled of wet earth and crushed sage. Smoke curled lazily from her chimney, carrying the bitter scent of whatever weird herbs she was burning now.
“You’ll want to leave before the sun becomes too ho
