This is part 2 of this week’s story…
A while later, she woke up in a bed in a large bright room. She sat up at once, fearing for the worst just as she heard a knock. An old lady with gray-hair walked in. Behind her was a lanky man carrying a tray. The old lady smiled. “I thought I heard something.”
“W-where am I?” she asked, frightened.
“Don’t worry sweetie, we’re not here to hurt you. You gave us quite a fright there when you came through the bushes.” Embarrassed, she tried to slip off the bed. “I wouldn’t move if I were you. You are in a very bad shape.”
“But I have to go. I have to find a place to settle.” She said, not wanting to give away her true reason.
“You can stay here with me. I need some company. My grandson,” she turned the man, “is only here temporary. He’ll be living in a few days.”
Hope suddenly flooded her from within. “Can I?” The old lady nodded as she smiled her first smile in a long time.