Blacktail Deer Plateau Fell apart south of Salt Lake

Maybe she shouldn't press so hard, but Rosalyn had never been one for being thoughtful.  The quickest way to resolve anything was to strike to the heart, and she could only move forward herself if she knew how.  She watched as Raleska struggled with her anger, waiting patiently for it to either brim over or for clarity.  Fortunately for both of them, the latter won out.  She'd been half expecting the girl to simply bolt.

Okay.  She fell silent, thinking about that.  With only them, she did not know if that was something she could offer... but she had found stability in Erzulie, and if Raleska needed a rock to anchor herself, Rosalyn would do her damnedest to provide it.  Just as she would any of her own children.

You can choose what that looks like, she finally said, with almost uncharacteristic care.  But as long as I live, you'll be welcome with us.  And I don't plan on disappearing again.  Maybe it was an empty promise - who ever planned it?  But she was resolved that, if she parted from her family again, it would not be of her own free will.  She was done chasing ghosts and second guessing what she had.