“Oh, don’t worry too much about him,” Cora says with a little laugh as we approach the Center’s doors. “He’s got a new mate, a new baby coming along,andnew bonds with both – he’s all set.” “That’s so sweet,” I murmur, truly meaning it as I pull open the doors. But any warm and fuzzy feelings that
“No,” I say, giving her a big grin and shaking my head. “But I’d like you to please make a list of improvements you’d make to this place. Abiglist – don’t hold back, okay?” The girl glances at her colleague and both of their faces brighten, which starts a warm little spot in my belly burning. “Oka
Ella Someone must have called ahead because when we pull up to the refugee camp I see Isabel standing outside the gates, her arms crossed over her chest and a big smile on her face. I give a little squeal of excitement when I see her, my hand immediately going to the lever on the car door. “Seriou
“I’mnot keeping them separate,” Isabel says, turning to me with narrowed eyes. “Theydemandedseparate accommodations.” “Oh,” I sigh, realizing that that makes sense but disappointed nonetheless. “But anyway, these wolves are all people who had their home destroyed during the war and don’t have fami
Ella There are dozens of children in this tent – maybe hundreds – and my heart breaks as I look them over. Each of the children is laying in on a medical cot, being tended to by a very tiny staff of medical and social workers who look run off their feet. “Oh my god, Isabel,” I murmur, my heart goi
The gift, in its grace, can sense when something is wrong – and it knows how to fix it. I’m really, in all things, just the conduit. But as I put the gift to work, I’m so, so grateful to my mother for letting me be the conduit forthisparticular gift. It’s almost as if she knew it would bring me a pe
Ella “Oh, Ella,” Cora sighs, her shoulders slumping as she sees my reaction to her words. She strides over to me and wraps me in a big hug. “I’m sorry,” she murmurs into my hair, “I shouldn’t have said it like that.” “No,” I sniff, “you’re right – I should have listened –“ “It’s okay. You di
I roll my eyes at myself – ofcourse.What was I thinking, that he was going to come and hang out with me and Sinclair? I wave goodbye to him and wish him a good night’s sleep, considering that I’ll just have to give my own report to Sinclair, even though I figured Conner would handle it. But stil