บท 128: MATING CEREMONY

Lise carried River in her arms with Anne following behind her.

The old lady looked so lethargic with all of this running and seemed like she couldn't handle it any longer.

Not only because she was slowing them down, but also because of her sickness. At her age, she should rest and be concerned about nothing, but herself, and yet here she was; trying to survive with Lise and the little girl.

"Anne…" Lise called her once she had put River in the bed and came to the old lady, as she squatted down in front of her. She held her hands and looked at her with so much concern in her eyes.

"I know what you want to say to me," Anne cut her words before she even started to speak. They had talked about it a few times in the past, but had never had a real conversation.