For a while, with Cora"s help, Laylit hid successfully. Cora spent much of her time fishing, and when she went to find food, she bought a little extra, but not enough to cause comment. She told Laylit that she alternated between different stalls in the market so that the sellers would not grow suspicious.
"It"s a small village," she said, shrugging when Laylit complained that there still was not enough food. "If I buy much more, they will know something is going on. Everyone knows everything here." Meanwhile, Laylit sat in the hut, day and night. Alone this way, she had little to think about besides how she had ended up here and who had sent her away. Why Laylit? What had she done wrong? Was anyone looking for her?
It was like all the insecurities that had been plaguing her for years ca
