I walk to the hut of the healer. There a lot of herb drying at the entrance. Some look familiar in away. Like this one looks like rosemary. I lean in to smell it to confirm my suspicions, just as I am about to take a wif, I hear a voice from inside the hut.
“ I wouldn’t if I was you”
Like a child that was caught with its hand in the cookie jar. I jump back and stumble, falling on my rear. I am sooooo…. not graceful. I hear the voice again. It is a mature female voice. I wouldn’t say old but it was full slight low sound for a female with a hint of mischief.
“ You not good at sensing people, are you?”
The healer walks out the hut and gives me a look cause I am still sitting on my ass. Remember Sarah they can read your emotions and the way she looking at me with those eyes tel
