“Mary’s going to see the world. She’ll sail on a large ship, a galleon with big white sails, and she’ll go absolutely everywhere. All the way up the Thames to London. Even across to France!” Joseph listened to Mary wriggling with delight and smiled. “But Anne,” Hester continued, her voice serious, “yours is a different story.” She stopped. “You’ll fall in love,” she said at last, “but the love will be brief.” She paused again. “There’s something else here. Something…” She cleared her throat. “You’re going to be hunted. You’re going to be afraid.”
I wonder if Hester will die or disappear, being the only one without a future told
