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The thought had crossed her mind too. Mereo had changed drastically since she’d left it, though Towhee didn’t know if she would fit in there even now. Leona had lived there too; who was to say her ghost wouldn’t follow her mother back to the canyon? She hated to snuff out the hope shining in her grandson’s eyes but especially after speaking about this out loud, Towhee found herself drifting closer to a conclusion.

I need to talk to Maxim about it. I just don’t—I can’t burden him with this just yet, especially in case the feeling might pass. And I know it’s a lot to put on you, Killer, but I can’t tell you how much it means to me that you’re here. You showed up right when and where I needed you most. And I shared this with you because you are a great support. I don’t for an instant take that for granted. I love you, kiddo.

There was a lot of feeling in that little speech. And she was officially beyond exhausted. Maybe that’s why Towhee finally let herself cry, the tears slipping silently down her face as her shining eyes remained fixed lovingly on Killdeer.