The mother is wracked with fear! Her child has a high fever. The physicians cannot cure him. In desperation, her husband seeks the holy man from Assisi. She hears a knock on the door; she flings it open! There is only a small barefoot man, dressed in a patched brown robe, with a cord around his waist. He begs for alms; she almost slams the door! But she stops, there is something about him. She gives him some bread and fruit. He touches her arm; “Pace e Bene!” he whispers and leaves. She hears her child’s voice!
The above is a response to a challenge, that I found on The WRITE Place, and from Friday Fictioneers!
