Mary Grace touched her mother’s arm, a gesture that made clear her resolve to walk whenever and wherever Rachel wanted. But there was no mistaking Mary Grace’s touch for a sign of meekness, or a willingness to put others’ needs before her own. Rachel often worried that Mary Grace was giving up too much to join her on their journey around the Caribbean—a settled life with Nobody, a chance to be happy rather than chasing after brothers and sisters who might be dead or gone, or so deep into lives of their own that they could not be persuaded to rejoin a broken family.
