A rumor spread through the village that a “medic” was coming to them, like the first cold wind before a storm.
An autumn whisper sliced through the crisp air of Zaozerye like the first cold gust before a storm. The rumor fluttered over crooked fences, clanged inside empty water buckets by the well, and murmured softly on benches where elderly women gossiped. They were expecting a “medic”. Not some distant inspector from the district center, not … Read more