“Someone is coming. She was going to return to us in the city, but I begged her not to. She did come, once, after midnight when I lay awake and alone, with you sleeping upstairs. She knelt at my side, took my hand. She put her arm within me. I know she only agreed to wait because what was happening in there wasn’t finished. But it will be finished soon. She is coming here and we must be ready to meet her.”
