I suppose it falls to me to describe the last day I spent with Charlotte. It might seem needlessly inhuman, but we spent the day compiling information on her journey with Aria. This was the last opportunity to have a record of what occurred without needing to hunt down secondary sources. Luckily, Charlotte seemed to remember many details about their journey, which will help me immensely.
Charlotte seemed to have accepted whatever fate had in store, at least on the surface. All of us did. We were simply individuals who had learned how to deal with events outside of our control.
My husband also talked about future plans, but most of those were moot; one can never truly plan for an event of such a scale. Even the talk of a burial ground was moot, as Charlotte brought up the potential lack o
