Chapter Thirteen - The Healer
Hannah
Everyone seemed to be holding their breath, but I didn’t understand what was happening. The forest was silent around us, as though even the birds and the insects and the squirrels were waiting on the child. It was so strangely quiet that I could hear my own heart beat pulsing in my ears.
Then I saw, by slow degrees, some changes come over my brother. His chest began to lift in fuller, deeper breaths. The blue tinge left his lips, and the gray faded from his skin. The wound on his shoulder began to ooze, and the smell was so unbearable I covered my nose. First it was whitish-yellowish pus, but then I realized something else was coming out, something greenish, like bile.
“She’s pushing out the poisons,” Daisy whispered.
The baby was doing t
