Chapter 153 Water From The Lake

• BECKY
• Dickson and I stepped into the woman’s home, and the moment we did, the strong scent of herbs tickled my nose even through my mask. The scent was pleasant but erring on the side of too potent, and winced slightly.
• The woman led us to her parlor, and as we stepped through the kitchen, I was reminded of my home back in Anemond. Her house was cozy and simple, and my heart ached a little as I thought of my mother.