Bab 6: 06. It

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After the food, she felt so tired and went to take a nap. She will worry about things later.

She asked the old man to make her a simple bed outside, and one as well near the wall in the shade of the tree. So she went there, took the blanket and fell asleep.

The air was clean, the birds in the background, the rustling of the wind, the sound of the water not far from the house. The sound felt so relaxing and invigorating. When she woke up it was already afternoon.

Kendra went to the stream and took out the trap. Inside were a few bigger fishes and a bunch smaller ones. She let all the small ones go and the few bigger she cleaned on the river and took back home. She put some worms and bugs and a bit of old bread again into the trap putting it again on the same spot.

When she came home she lit the fire fast as the grass and branches were quite dry. She put some old wood she found while looking for food and set the pot of water to make herself a bit of a tea.

She used a few sticks and put fishes on them after rubbing some salt on them. They will last longer like that, she knew. The aroma of backed fishes filled the air and she felt a bit hungry now.

She took one of the fishes that were done and put in on one of the broken pieces she got from the elder. She wrapped some dandelion leaves around the fish to keep it warm while she put the rest of the fishes on the line and hung them on the house wall for drying.

She turned around and wanted to eat the fish, but it was....gone...She looked around in wonder.

There didn't seem to be any animals. Wild dog or cat? She looked and looked but couldn't find any animal. Then she looked down at the stream and could see a little figure behind the stone.

She walked down to see what kind of animal stole her fish and saw a dirty child. That child is almost as dirty as she when she woke up.

What is this situation? Do people in this world throw kids into the gully to die if they don't want them???

She slowly approached the child that it seemed to have about 3-4 years. It ate the fish with the full mouth not worrying about grates. Swallowing it all. She felt that the child is quite pitiful.

''Hi, little kid...'' she said in a slow voice so that child doesn't get startled. It still jumped around and held fish like it was it's a treasure. In the kid's eyes, she could see fear, hunger, and unwillingness. ''Don't worry I will not take the fish away from you.'' She said while sitting down on a nearby stone and looking at the kid calmly. It better to be calm or the kid might run away.

The child saw that she didn't have intentions to take fish back, so it calmed down and sat back.

''Can you tell me your name? Who are your parents and why are you alone here?''

''My name is Isaa and I am from a nearby village. My parents died when I was younger and I had only a grandmother alive. But the grandmother died a few days ago. The house was just rented so they kicked me out and I was wandering around and looking for food. Then I smelled your fish and took it. I didn't eat anything for days. Please don't hit me.'' The child said while putting down the fish near Kendra and crying.

Her eyes twitched. She doesn't have mysophobia, but those dirty hands touched that fish. She is not crazy to eat it now.

''Just eat it. Do you have a place to stay?''She asked as she looked at the dirty child. It shook his head and she started heaving headache.

''You can stay with me,'' Kendra said and saw a light appearing in eyes of the child. ''But you have to wash thoroughly. I have no intention of letting you sleep near my house if you look like a mud monster.''

The kid looked at itself and then at Kendra. Seeing that she seemed to be quite clean, the kid nodded head and looked around. Kendra stopped it. She called it the name and looks didn't seem to show is this boy or girl and what kind of name is Isaa?

''Wait. I will bring you some soap to wash. And clean clothes.'' She showed shallow water and let it start washing. The kid was so happy that it will get clean clothes as it started eyes shining.

Kendra went into the house and took the shirt from the old man and some yarn. It seems that most poor kids are wearing that kind of clothes anyway around here.

When she came back, Isaa was already in the water trying to wash with plain water as much as possible. Kendra sighed and made again a few balls of grass to rub off the dirt as she did before. She rubbed bit soap on the wet ball and let Isaa rub her body with it. As she took that dirty thing off, she just saw it was a girl.

''Great. But it is the same, no matter boy or girl, it is still a little child. Huh. Now I have to think about more people.''

Kendra turned around and wrapped now the clean child in a piece of cloth. She put it Isaa on the stone and looked at the nest like hair. She took out a knife and did the same as she did with her own hair. She cut all the ends that were stuck together and made little bob cut.

After that, she looked at the kid and saw that the child was rather cute. With those deep green eyes and black hair, she looked like a doll. She put the shirt on the child and took her home. She threw away that dirty fish and wanted to give the child some porridge.

When they came back the water was cooking and she used part of it to make porridge for both of them. She took one of the fishes of the line and cleaned it of all grates. The meat she put together with porridge and some dandelions leaves and a bit of salt.

When they finished it was still late afternoon. The sun stood high. Kendra taught about food for tomorrow. So she took Isaa and they went to gather some herbs she knew and looking again for quails eggs. It seemed that there are a lot of quails. She sent Isaa to get a basket so they could gather it. As they were not that far from the house Isaa went with some of the herbs home and run fast back. Luckily she didn't fall, but Kendra looking at the child that was clumsily running, felt happy.

Even tho this child is not her own blood, but she will raise it as her own sister. She will have a home as they are both orphans. Finally, she will have a home...