Sheepishly, she glanced away from both of them. “I was wrong. I couldn’t change the past. I didn’t realize what would happen if I did selfishly make things go the way I wanted.”
“Lesson learned then.” The Golden Fox waved his hand in the air. “There is no time to dwell on that. We need to leave.” He turned his head up and sniffed. “I can smell him. He’s almost back in France.”
Charley ignored the Golden Fox, lowered his voice, and asked, “Are you okay? Really?”
She met his gaze and let out a smile. “I am. I was a fool…”
“Enough of that sort of talk.” He shook his head. “There is enough guilt to go around for things we have all done wrong. Time to let it go. We need to leave, and I’m worried that you might be tired.”
“I am tired.” Phoebe nodded over to the Golden Fox who continued to s
