#Chapter 89: The Mean Lady

Alexander There were two steaming bowls of soup on the table when Kayden and I went back into the cottage, and the woman bade us eat. After we complied, we thanked the both of them for their hospitality and began our hike back to town. While we walked, I caught Kayden up on the intel I gathered from the little girl. He took the information in very seriously. “That’s a pretty good lead,” he said. Then he opened his mouth, hesitated, and laughed. “What?” “Nothing, it’s just that I was about to ask, out of habit, if you thought the source was credible. I mean, it’s still a valid question. Just funny, considering.” Then it was my turn to chuckle. “I think we can trust her,” I said, smiling amusedly but also earnest in my statement. “Mean lady with the fishes,” Kayden repeated quietly, thinking. We returned to the dairy shop in town and purchased an assortment of artisanal sheep’s milk cheeses. I overpaid in cash and refused to accept the change. “Thank you for your a