Those who had finished signing up and registering their information moved to the back.
The awning was huge. Stella Sterling had seen it when buying supplies from Mr. Cheney and had him get some for her. It was certainly coming in handy now.
There was plenty of space in the back, so those who moved there were shielded from the rain.
Only after they moved to the back did they notice someone else lying there.
The person was lounging leisurely in a rocking chair. Anyone who didn't know better might have thought she was on vacation, enjoying the scenery.
She seemed completely out of place in the current environment. Compared to them, who were all wretchedly struggling to survive, she looked like she was from another world entirely.
Even though they didn't know who she was, her composed demeanor made their hearts tighten. They sensed she was no ordinary person.
The two men at the front were bustling about, yet this woman could be so relaxed.
