When Lianna had judged that Miri had cried herself out she offered a few words of comfort. “You have much to remember him by. You have your son in the children’s camp,” she reminded her friend and then dropped her hand down the Miri’s swollen belly. “And you have your new child inside you still.”
Those words only caused greater wailing from her friend. This time her body fairly shook with her bawling. Those in the camp who were awake at the early hour barely gave Miri and Lianna a glance. Even in a camp that was nothing more than tents privacy was valued. When Miri finally managed to get ahold of herself she said between sobs, “You don’t understand.”
Lianna shook her head. “No. No, I don’t.”
“You don’t understand the way it is here among the centaurs.”
“You’re right. But I’m learning.
