C282 Chapter 282

The mule cart rumbled along the muddy road.

On both sides, patches of snow still hadn’t fully melted, mixed with muddy runoff until it was hard to tell what color it had been to begin with.

A mule cart wasn’t as fast as a horse, and with the bed piled high, it crawled along even slower.

No one was in a hurry. They chatted as the cart rolled on