Swiftcurrent Creek Ten years of this, I'm not sure if anybody understands

She thought of Maegi in the paleness, in the arrival of herbs.

Perhaps she had become too hormonal, too emotional. Nearly instantly endeared by the thoughts of someone who had been. No one would fill that hole ever again, not even the things that fussed inside her, but she might try.

Try and try and try to fill that still aching hole in her heart.

She sniffed softly over the exposed things. The thought of how it all worked was over her head. Which meant it was good that somebody with knowledge had come to tell her but, ah —

Midwife?

She blinked with a gentle look of shame. She did not know this word!