Waiting

Abi wiped her brow before she lifted the earthen water jug onto her shoulder. The sun was already high in the sky. Mother would need the water for cooking, and it was Abi’s job to bring each day’s supply. She hurried from the well. “Abi, I was beginning to wonder where you were. Father and Micah have important business to do today and will be hungry when they come back. Will you please go to the barn and get an omer of barley?” Abi obeyed her mother without delay. Yet, as she stepped to the...