HaydeeI found Ginni an hour later at the edge of the sanctuary, standing apart from everyone, her mother's white thread already looped loose around her fingers though she had not tied it on, and I knew before I reached her that I was in a race I might lose."Ginni." I came to her slow, the way you come to a spooked animal. "Look at me. I know what you found in that room. I know your mother is alive, and I know what that is doing to you, and I am not here to argue you out of loving her. I could not if I tried. But hear one thing from me before she says anything else."She would not look at me. Her eyes stayed on the yard, on the mending survivors, on the woman with the warm face who had come out of a fifteen-year grave to smile at her."You have a place with me," I said. "A real one. Not because you are useful, not because you serve me well, though you do. Because I chose you. You are one of the few people in the whole north I le
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