After Magda's outburst, I don't see her for the rest of the day.
I help Perpetua in the kitchen and around the house. And in the afternoon, we head to her plot to tend the vegetables. It becomes more evident that I am a city person. Perpetua and Elena poke fun at my clumsiness and tease me with my soft, groomed hands. "You come from a rich family, Saray, sure you do," Elena smiles at me. "When you get your memory back and are in your beautiful home, will you still think back to us?" she questions childishly.
I smile at her.
"I can't do otherwise. You saved me. What would I've done if you hadn't found me? Obviously, I can't grow vegetables or take care of chickens," I say, ashamed. The two women won't recover with laughter, clutching a tree to stay upright. "I think you work with the com
