Anne could do nothing at all at first, for she had a crying child in her arms and a whimpering dog at her feet and a profound sense of absence in her home and in her heart that weighed her down, kept her sitting by the bedside long after she should have begun to take care of things ( Read more... )

"Ariel!" called Anne, pushing her way past a thick, hanging vine. She felt like they'd been looking forever, but she was determined to keep going, for as long as she could. "Billy! Ariel ( Read more... )