Quiet Retreat (Part 1)

-Karen-

When I woke up it was very dark outside, so I was pretty sure we slept the small remainder of that second day. Conor was still snuggled up to me with his mouth open. I carefully kissed his cheek. He smiled in his sleep for a moment and then went back to having his mouth slightly open. I was hungry but I wanted just to watch him sleep for a little while. After about an hour he started mumbling in his sleep again. Today, I was able to make out the words ‘pretty Mage’ and ‘mother’ but that was all. I have found something more precious to me than I could have ever dreamed. More precious than my love of magic. I can't believe I ever hated you. I can't imagine my life without you now, Conor. I stopped for a moment and thought about his words. Mother? What did he mean by mother? Does he want me to try and make amends with his mother? I can try but given that meeting, I doubt there’s anything I can do to fix that aside from dropping dead.

I slowly crawled to the end of the bed and gr