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“You seem cheerful.”
Helen didn’t know why Wren was in such a good mood, but she knew that she’d been in a bad mood the previous day. It was hardly surprising really; Wren was a free-spirit, just as her mother had been in her younger days, and having her wings clipped like this must be like a slow death. Wren scrubbed at the pot she was cleaning, determined not to let the stain inside defeat her.
“I am, mum. I am.”
“So what’s changed since the day before yesterday?”
“The first day the end of my punishment was seven days away. Now it’s five. Tomorrow will be four. Soon there will be fewer and fewer days left. And then none.”
“Well, I must say that’s a very positive attitude.”
“I can’t do anything about it, so there’s no point in worrying about it. I’m making good use of the time t
