Chapter 25.

When we had returned to camp, I could see that grams was itching to ask me questions, but I took my serving of food and ate alone in my cabin, before going to sleep.

Every night I had thought of them, but last night, I could see how sad and tired my father had looked. He was always so strong, capable and I always felt safe when he was home, but yesterday he looked as though he had no fight left in him. I kept telling myself not to get too hopeful that it was my mother Izzy had seen, but ohh… how I kept wishing and hoping it was! At least then father wasn’t handling everything alone, although him even leaving the house suggested mother was alive and well. I knew for sure, he’d keep himself locked up and isolated in the house, if she had died in the fire. The only person neither of us had seen, was my uncle.

I ached with how much I just wanted to be back in the house with them, even if it was on a bad day dealing with one of uncle’s episodes, I didn’t care, I’d take it, as long as I wa