Chapter 115: String

I feel around the body of the female and find the bag of stones.

After stripping the sack from the bleeding body I roll back on the still moving cart and fall off the side.

I low crawl away avoiding the fires that illuminate the dirt road.

The cart rolled with no one steering all the way past Udell who sees the two bodies laying on top of each other prompting her to open her mouth wide dropping her pipe.

She wailed into the night.

"My child"!

"No, no, no".

"Not you susu, not you"!

She cried as she held her daughters head in her hands.

"Help"!

"Do you not hear me someone HELP"!

She screams until her lungs are horse but none of her neighbors bother to answer the one time she is making noise.

Tavashim the merchant covers his ears with his pillow.

Fuhju the craftsman moves his family into one room and shuts his firm wood door, locking all the bolts that Udell coincidentally made him.