"We'll do everything we can." Ray replied.
It wasn't a reassurance but it was the only thing he could do to keep Nora calmed.
Time passed, and they arrived in a inn.
The inn room was small but it was clean.
The Afternoon sunlight streamed through the window and fell in warm slanted lines across the bed where Nora's mother lay, her breathing qas now steady and her pallid colour slowly returned to something closer to what it should have been.
Meanwhile, Ray stood near the window while Mira sat on the edge of the bed beside the woman, still smoothing down the herb compress she had laid across the woman's forehead.
It had taken them the better part of two hours to do what they did.
Mira had done her part as well, drawing on the herbal knowledge Helen had passed on to her over the years, preparing remedies and applying them with steady hands.
It wasn't a perfect fix.
