Inside,I closed the door quietly. Tom slept on his back in the straw with arms out wide like Christ crucified. I thanked Saint Barbara for guiding me safely thus far.
"Tom?"
A stirring in the straw, a head looking up, a disgusted gasp. "Unclean! Do they send a leper to infect me now?"
I ran to him,whispering. "Hush.It's me, Tess.
Author: Janet Lee Carey