Because Across the Naleli Forest the Shaw house was alive with joy. Having seemed to come alive under the new head of coven, the family did the same. As their sister took over, Hannah already had the laughter and love coming in by the boatloads. Penelope no longer clenched up and scared to speak, laughed as she and Ambrose talked literature.
His having the same love for mundane texts allowed the two to bond quickly to Hannah’s elation. And the thirteen-year-old was now laughing and feeling the uneasy with a breath of true happiness.
Watching not only her husband connect to her birth family, but also her daughter playing with her sister Clara, warmed her soul. Her son curled up with one of the many cats in his bassinet sleeping at peace, Hannah was about to explode from joy.
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