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a d re am . I’ m n o t g oin g
a nyw he re .” S he c lo se d h e r e ye s a nd h e ld o n to M arg are t, p ra yin g h e r s is te r h a d tr u ly o nly h a d a n ig htm are ,
a nd th a t s he h a dn’t s li p ped th ro ug h th e c ra cks o f th e G ua rd ia ns’ s p ell.
“A ll r ig ht, c o okie , tim e to g et a m ove o n,” s a id E le na a fte r a fe w m om ents , g ently tic kli n g M arg are t’s s id e.
“A re w e g oin g to h a ve a fa bulo us b re akfa st to geth e r? S ha ll I m ake y o u p anca ke s? ”
Marg are t s a t u p th e n a nd g aze d a t E le na w ith w id e b lu e e ye s. “ U ncle R obert’s m akin g w affle s,” s he s a id .
“H e
alw ays
m ake s w affle s o n S und ay m orn in g s. R em em ber? ”
Uncle
R obert. R ig ht. H e a nd A unt J ud ith h a d g otte n m arrie d a fte r E le na h a d d ie d. “ S ure , h e d oes, b unny,”
s he s a id li g htly . “ I ju st fo rg ot it w as S und ay fo r a m in ute .”
Now th a t M arg are t h a d m entio ne d it, s he c o uld h e ar s o m eone d ow n in th e k itc he n. A nd s m ell s o m eth in g
d eli c io us c o okin g . S he s niffe d. “ Is th a t
baco n
?”
Marg are t n o dded. “ R ace y o u to th e k itc he n!”
Ele na la ug he d a nd s tr e tc he d. “ G iv e m e a m in ute to w ake a ll th e w ay u p . I’ ll m eet y o u d ow n th e re .”
I’l l g et
to ta lk to A unt J u dith a gain ,
s he r e ali z e d w ith a s ud den b urs t o f jo y.
Marg are t b ounce d o ut o f b ed. A t th e d oor, s he p ause d a nd lo oke d b ack a t h e r s is te r. “ Y ou r e ally a re
c o m in g d ow n, r ig ht? ” s he a ske d h e sita ntly .
“I r e ally a m ,” E le na s a id , a nd M arg are t s m ile d a nd h e aded d ow n th e h a ll.
Watc hin g h e r, E le na w as s tr u ck o nce m ore b y w ha t a n a m azin g s e co nd c ha nce — th ir d c ha nce , r e ally —
s he ’d b een g iv e n. F or a m om ent E le na ju st s o ake d in th e e sse nce o f h e r d