Sunset Valley marionberry

It was not long before he returned to them; funny how the change happened so effortlessly, she thought. Them. As if her sons were a part of her (of course, they were); as if she had stopped being only a girl when she had become a mother; she was multitudes, now.

The fish was strong-tasting, familiar, a bit sour. Different from the red meat by far, but she would not complain.

How long would this last?