CHAPTER SEVEN
Her name was Haley, and she reminded Thomas of one of the baker’s daughters back in the village of Seneca. That young girl, Beth, had succumbed to the plague that claimed his parents. Beth had helped his parents and other elders in tending the sick without stopping to worry that she might get infected herself. Before the illness, Beth worked in her father’s bakery, carrying bread and pies for the elderly neighbors as well as for anyone who was overburdened and needed an extra hand. Thomas had needed her assistance on multiple occasions; she’d become like a little sister. Haley seemed cut from the same cloth.
She was the group’s healer, and she wasted no time in binding the wounds of everyone, even Thomas, before even considering to mend the scrapes and cuts she had endured
