Wheeling Gull Isle healing prayers

heda didn't want to make the decision. she wanted bartholomew to tell her that the other girl was more important. but he was talking about her own healing. she drew a long breath. "there's no reason she can't be here."
she fought the reluctance in her voice.
thankfully she hadn't felt his omnipotent golden eyes on her face yet. the girl squared her shoulders. "someone else came to the island. just — he didn't stay long."
her tones weakened a little at the end. heda's control noiselessly started to crumble.