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Eleanor did stop by around eleven, and although she looked less than thrilled to see Robert up and about, she didn’t lecture him too much. “Just try to stay around the cabin for now,” she said. “No nature hikes.”
Robert nodded obediently, and, after she left, confided to Danica, “She reminds me of an aunt back in Boston.” The half-smile he’d been wearing disappeared, though, as he seemed to realize he’d never see that aunt again, or any of his family.
His expression felt like a wound through the heart. Would she be enough? Could he learn to start over in a place where everything was strange and alien, and even the woman he thought he loved wasn’t who she’d professed to be?
Maybe she should apologize, say something about how sorry she was that she’d had to take him away from his clan
