Saturday, May 9, 2020

The Follower

Naturally, she followed Liam.  He brought sunshine into the world - how could she not?  She followed him onto the ship, across an ocean. She followed him into the yoke of a hand-cart, walking across the continent to Zion.  His joy led her onward, until the sickness hit the company. His last breath was spent on trying to make her smile.

She wrapped their best clothes up in oilskin, to leave for those in need.  Then she made her way to the river, gathering stones as she walked, to wash her sins and follow Liam once more.