Declan finally woke up. When he did, he was lying on the grass and he could see Murdock standing in front of what looked like a granite tomb. As he stood, he felt his cheeks and found they were damp, even though the grass was dry. As he got to his feet and approached the tomb, he saw the plaque and read it to himself. “Rosa Lea Murdock. Beloved wife, friend, mother. She saved us all.”
When he looked at Murdock, Declan could see the tears on his cheek.
“Did she have words carved into her back and chest?” Declan asked.
“Yes, she did,” Murdock said quietly. “Why do you ask?”
“I don’t know how you managed it, but I think I saw glimpses into Rose’s life,” Declan said quietly, “and her death.”
“I did nothing to allow you to see things like that,” Murdock said as he turned and walked away a
