Chapter 72 “You look parched, child.” The older woman with the most beady eyes Olivia had ever seen smiled at the ship’s deck, “Here,” handing her a steel cup, “Have some of this sweet iced tea. It’s perfect for anyone in your state.” Olivia looked up at the sky. The gulls circled over ship, clearly looking for a crumb of bread or flesh to scape with. She smiled at the older lady, taking the cup even though she wasn’t going to drink whatever was inside of it. For all she knew, it could be poisoned. “I’m Matilda.” She smiled, “What’s your name, girl?” “Evie.” Olivia answered. “You’re clearly not a girl from the bayou.” “The bayou?” Matilda nodded, “New Orleans. You’re clearly not from there. What are you running away from?” Olivia frowned, for a simple older woman Matilda sure had a lot of questions, one she clearly wasn’t ready to answer. She was sure the kind lady was concerned, but at the moment all Olivia wanted was to be left alone in her state
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