should have stood up to your mother long ago,’ he said.
‘That’s undersaid,’ Bruna grunted from her knitting. ‘No man should let his wife walk over him so.’
Erny nodded, having no retort. His face screwed up, and more tears appeared behind his spectacles.
There was a pounding at the door. Bruna looked at Erny, who went to open it.
‘Is she here?’ Leesha heard her mother’s voice, and the cramps doubled. She felt too weak to fight anymore. She couldn’t even find the strength to stand.
A moment later Elona appeared, Gared and Steave at her heels like a pair of hounds.
‘There you are, you worthless girl!’ Elona cried. ‘Do you know the fright you gave me, running off into the night like that? We’ve got half the village out looking for you! I should beat you within an inch of your life!’
‘No one’s beating anyone, Elona,’ Erny said. ‘If there’s blame to be had, it’s yours.’
‘Shut up, Erny,’ Elona said. ‘It your fault she’s so wilful, coddling her all the time.’
‘I won’t shut up,’ Erny said, coming to face his wife.
‘You will if you know what’s good for ya,’ Steave warned, balling a fist.
Erny looked at him and swallowed hard. ‘I’m not afraid of you,’ he said, but it came out as a squeak. Gared snickered.
Steave grabbed Erny by the front of his shirt, lifting him clear off the ground with one hand as he drew back his hamlike fist.
‘You’re going to stop acting like a fool,’ Elona told him, ‘and you,’ she turned to Leesha, ‘are coming home with us this instant.’
‘She’s not going anywhere,’ Bruna said, setting down her knitting and leaning on her stick as she rose to her feet. ‘The only ones leaving are you three.’
‘Shut it, you old witch,’ Elona said. ‘I won’t let you ruin my daughter’s life the way you did mine.’
Bruna snorted. ‘Did I pour pomm tea down your throat and force you to open your legs all about town?’ she asked. ‘Your misery is your own doing. Now get out of my hut.’
Elona rounded on her. ‘Or you’ll do what?’ she challenged.
Bruna gave a toothless smile and slammed her stick down on Elona’s foot, bringing a scream from the younger woman’s lips. She followed the blow with one to the gut, doubling Elona over and cutting her outburst short.
‘Here, now!’ Steave cried. Tossing poor Erny aside, he and Gared rushed the old woman.
Bruna seemed no more concerned than she had at the wood demon’s charge. She reached into her shawl and brought forth a fistful of powder, blowing it into the faces of the two men.
Gared and Steave fell to the floor, clutching their faces and screaming.
‘There’s more where that came from, Elona,’ Bruna said. ‘I’ll see you all blind before I take orders in my own home.’
Elona scampered for the door on all fours, shielding her face with her arm as she went. Bruna laughed, helping Elona out the door with a powerful blow to the posterior.
‘Off with you two!’ she shouted at Gared and Steave. ‘Out, before I set you both afire!’ The two men fumbled blindly, moaning in pain, their red faces awash in tears. Bruna swatted at them with her stick, guiding them out the door as she would a dog that had peed on the floor.
‘Come back at your peril!’ Bruna cackled wildly as they ran from her yard.
There was another knock, later in the day. Leesha was up and about by then, but still weak. ‘What now?’ Bruna barked. ‘I haven’t had this many visitors in one day since my paps sagged!’
She stomped over to the door, opening it to find Smitt standing there, wringing his hands nervously. Bruna’s eyes narrowed as she regarded him.
‘I’m retired,’ she said. ‘Fetch Darsy.’ She started to close the door.
‘Wait, please,’ Smitt begged, reaching out to hold the door open. Bruna scowled, and he drew the hand back as if it had been burned.
‘I’m waiting,’ Bruna said testily.
‘It’s Ande,’ Smitt said, referring to one of the men hurt in the attack that week. ‘The wound in his gut started to rot, so Darsy cut him, and now he’s passing blood from both ends.’
Bruna spat on Smitt’s boots. ‘I told you this would happen,’ she said.
‘I know,’ Smitt said. ‘You were right. I should have listened. Please come back. I’ll do anything you ask.’
Bruna grunted. ‘I won’t make Ande pay for your stupidity,’ she said. ‘But I’ll hold you at your word, don’t you think for a second I won’t!’
‘Anything,’ Smitt promised again.
‘Erny!’ Bruna barked. ‘Fetch my herb cloth! Smitt here can carry it. You help your daughter along. We’re going to town.’
Leesha leaned on her father’s arm as they went. She was afraid she would slow them, but even in her weakened state she could keep pace with Bruna’s slow shuffle.
‘I should make you carry me on your back,’ Bruna grumped to Smitt as they went. ‘My old legs aren’t as fast as they once were.’
‘I’ll carry you, if you wish,’ Smitt said.
‘Don’t be an idiot,’ Bruna said.
Half the village was gathered outside the Holy House. There was a general sigh of relief as Bruna appeared, and whispers at the sight of Leesha, with her torn dress and bruises.
The crone ignored everyone, shoving people out of the way with her stick and going right inside. Leesha saw Gared and Steave lying on cots with damp cloth over their eyes, and swallowed a smirk. Bruna had explained that the pepper and stinkweed she dosed them with would do no permanent damage, but she hoped Darsy had not known enough to tell them that. Elona’s eyes shot daggers at her from their side.
Bruna went straight to Ande’s cot. He was bathed in sweat, and stank. His skin was yellowed, and the cloth wrapped around his loins was stained with blood, urine, and faeces. Bruna looked at him and spat. Darsy sat nearby. It was clear she had been crying.
‘Leesha, unroll the herbs,’ Bruna ordered. ‘We have work to do.’
Darsy rushed over, reaching to take the blanket from Leesha. ‘I can do that,’ she said. ‘You look about to collapse yourself.’
Leesha pulled the blanket away and shook her head. ‘It’s my place,’ she replied, untying the blanket and rolling it open to reveal the many pockets of herbs.
‘Leesha is my apprentice now!’ Bruna shouted for all to hear. She looked Elona in the eye as she went on. ‘Her promising to Gared is dissolved, and she will serve me for seven years and a day! Anyone with an ill word to say about that, or her, can heal their own sick!’
Elona opened her mouth, but Erny pointed straight at her. ‘Shut it!’ he barked. Elona’s eyes bulged, and she coughed as she swallowed her words. Erny nodded, and then moved over to Smitt. The two men went and spoke quietly in a corner.
Leesha lost track of time as she and Bruna worked. Darsy had accidentally cut into Ande’s intestine while trying to excise the demon rot, poisoning him with his own filth. Bruna cursed continually as she sought to undo the damage, sending Leesha scurrying to clean instruments, fetch herbs, and mix potions. She taught as she went, explaining