“Why isn’t she here, staying with us until the wedding?” “She’s where she needs to be. She doesn’t have much longer.” “Much longer?” “Her life is going to change soon. Whatever else happens, she won’t be able to run through the woods like a sprite. Everything will be different.” “I suppose. I just want to make sure she’s safe and healthy.” “I know,” and Mabel’s voice had a bittersweet acceptance in it that he had never heard before.
