14
Creeping
Daylight crept slowly over the mountains, and through the trees, and finally limped along the twisting streets of Chust. It was snowing, but softly. Agnes awoke, her heart feeling lighter than it had done for some time. She went in to see her mother, who smiled and even said she was feeling a little better. Agnes went back to her own room and dressed, then went downstairs to light a fire and make some porridge, picking her way past bolts of cloth stored at random in the hall.
Then she heard shouts from outside, and a scream.
She dropped the pot she was holding and frantically began to pull the barricade of chairs and tables away from the door.