This is a continuation of a true story about an Anabaptist woman fleeing during the 1500's.
They heard a rabble in the street and Maeken looked terrified. “Go!” she shrieked, pushing her towards the back entrance. She lowered her voice. “And may God bless you.” Heidi gave her a quick hug then scurried out through the attached root cellar.
Now where in the world am I to go? It is nearing the supper hour and everyone will be heading back home for their evening meal; as if the crowds weren't bad enough as it was.
