Teresa

I couldn't tell how many days had gone by. The light from the window wasn't doing enough justice, and I was too tired to think of anything but my healing.

The herbs and the treatments the healer administered the other day were a complete waste of time. It wasn't helping. I never got better. If anything, my situation worsened.

Day by day, I looked forward to someone opening that door, walking into this place with herbs and administering them, but nothing.

The door remained ...