Epilogue
Gracie
Gracie had been putting off this moment for quite some time. It was the weirdest thing…well, maybe not the weirdest, because many things in her life qualified for that description. She’d always been a magnet for odd coincidences, serendipitous encounters, random flashes of intuition. From the first moment she’d seen the old handcrafted bassinet that Kai had hauled out of the storeroom, she’d gotten a strange feeling about it.
It made no sense. It was just a cradle, more or less. A carrier for a baby. They’d probably all slept in it at some point, based on its weathered appearance.
But every time she got close to it, she got the shivers.
For all of Christmas and New Year’s, ever since Beth came to get Tigger, the bassinet had sat in the corner of the lounge, just behind
