“I’m Amy’s grandmother. And this…” She turned and waved her hand, the new cottage shifting to her old one. “This was my home, once upon a time.”
“Daddy said the lady who lived here died a long time ago.”
“And I did.” She waved her hand again, and the old cabin ignited into flames. “There was an attack, much like this one. And like your father here, I gave my life for those I love. That gives me a little leeway with the goddess.”
Carl looked up at her. “Leeway? How?”
“What’s leeway?” Carly sat up against Carl, still clinging to him, but grasping on to the tiny thread of hope she was being handed.
“Leeway, my girl, means the goddess looks away when I nip down here to see my girl here.” She leaned over and I felt the ghost of her lips on my forehead. “When something like this happens, C
