Bearclaw Valley push and pull

The wisp shared only a chuckle when the child mentioned that this was home. It was stated so factually, as if she was completely right and the ghost was clearly wrong. A fact if ever there was one. Home was where the heart was, of course; and the priest's heart belonged to the woods.

Blackfeather Woods, the priest repeated upon the question. She smacked her lips lightly and lifted her head in western direction. Where the spirits live. Perhaps it was an insult to Bear that she would say that spirits lived there rather than here, in his home, but it was how she felt. Here, there were some, but in the Woods, oh, the Woods, it was so much easier to connect to them because they were everywhere.