Chapter 19

The next morning, the atmosphere in the cottage was tense, Ronilda left early; making sure to slam the door. Petronella had tried to talk Ronilda into coming with them, but she had made it very clear that she wanted nothing more to do with Alec and that was the end of the conversation. The horse and cart arrived just after breakfast. There was a bed in the back of the cart, Alec helped carry his mother onto the stretcher and into the cart. Petronella took one last look at the only home she had known her entire life, it was bitter-sweet goodbye, a tear escaping her eyes as she the horse and cart rolled moved and the view of the cottage grew smaller and smaller till out of sight.

Petronella looked at her mother, she noticed that the handkerchief was stained with old blood, probably from last night, she replaced the stained dirty one with a cleaner one, Alec peeped in from the front of the cart; he was sitting out front with the driver,

“How is mother doing?”

“Okay as of now.”

“We wil