Chapter 111

There stood a figure at the doorway, all too familiar. it had to be no one other than Tammie.

Tammie was alive! He was perfectly fine! There he stood, as if nothing had ever happened.

Was this some sort of illusion?

After all, Tammie had been bedridden for nearly a year.

Luna’s hand, hidden in the sleeve of her blouse, clenched into a fist, her face ghostly pale.

Hadn’t Tammie passed away? Had Anthea cured him? How was that possible?

Anthea was considered a good–for–nothing, wasn’t she?

Luna had seen that prescription Anthea concocted last time, which was useless for Tammie’s condition.

What in the world was going on?

Tammie took steps forward and knelt before the couple, “Mom and Dad! I’ve caused you so much worry.”

Only then did the reality sink in for the couple. They collapsed to the floor, embracing Tammie, “Tammie! Is that really you?”

were holding Tammie in their arms that Baily and Wilma could

you really alright?” Wilma scanned her son,

a month ago, he had been too weak to even speak from his bed. And

was equally incredulous, examining Tammie

up and spun around, “Look at me, I’m completely fine

was clear

sickly young man

Baily, a man not easily moved, found himself wiping away

of Tammie’s illness had taken a toll, although he

only heir to the

in

gone, their

her hands clasped together fervently, knelt and prayed, “Blessings! It must be a blessing! Thank the Lord! Thank you for

her up, “I got better because of Ms. Yeager’s medicine. What does it have to do with saints or the Lord?”

Paulina to his side, “If Paulina hadn’t insisted I take Ms. Yeager’s medicine, I might have given

tears in her eyes, “My dear girl! I was wrong. I’m so sorry! I nearly hurt you,

the past, Wilma was filled with

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