I didn"t exactly go back into a fugue state, but I did stop paying attention to the world around me for a bit. Nilda and Kara"s voices were once more mere murmuring in the background. The sun was still hot, but now at an angle that didn"t beat down on the blistering skin of my neck.
I worked extra hard to tune out the buzzing of the bees.
But mostly I just focused on that drawing of Hulda. Was there any clue there that she was the one who had killed Reginleif?
If there was, I didn"t see it. She looked more like a victim herself, caught by surprise by whatever was emanating from that tree.
I might have been projecting a little, but I was willing to consider that as cancelling out my general distrust of Hulda because she reminded me of Halldis.
But what did that leave me with? Just a se
