Chapter 62

Cora lounged in her new rattan chair, sewing a pair of period panties.

The sky wasn't raining, but it wasn't clear either—heavy, churning clouds hung low, smothering the daylight and making everything look gloomy.

She perched at the mouth of the cave, squinting as she threaded a bone needle under the weak, grayish light.

Her period was due any day now. She was out of time. These period panties had