Wheeling Gull Isle solitude

"when i came here i was just an angry girl who broke my own wrist leaping off things," heda joked back. "i think it's something about the air here. it helps you focus."
something about bartholomew too.
she wouldn't say that, though. "i like to be helpful. it's how you serve god, too, through how you treat others." a press of her eyes and then she was slowing. "before we go, i want to show you one more thing. the lavender fields."