Mr. Elias gathered everyone in his large living room, the place where he usually met with people. First, he spoke words of gratitude, then gave heartfelt advice that quieted the room and softened every heart.
“In the story of Mary and Camellia,” he said, “there are many lessons and much sorrow mixed with wonder. Camellia, you’ve heard what these people have said about your life. They spoke the truth....it is time for you to return to your family roots until Isla herself appears.”
Mary’s eyes widened as she looked at him. He had just called her a name she wasn’t used to hearing. “Uncle,” she said softly, “I’m more used to Mary. Please don’t change the name Mom gave me.”
Mr. Elias smiled gently. “Both Mary and Camellia are beautiful names, my daughter. But the name your parents gave you w
