Biba paused in thought for a fleeting moment before she said, "I'd love to help you mama, but my mother will be angry with me if I spend longer than I already have at the stream.
Biba saw the old woman give a crooked smile and nodded. "So then, will you help me lift the firewood on my head?"
" Yes, I can do that," Biba replied. She watched the old woman struggle to stand to her feet with the help of her walking stick, and so she quickly assisted her. When she was steady, she smiled up at Biba, who thought her face was wrinkled and ugly but for the gentleness in her voice she would have to be scared to talk to her. She'd heard a lot of people saying stories about witches who are accosting people on their way to the stream. But she had hardly believed in such stories, noe she only hoped this old woman was really as gentle and caring as her voices sounded.
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