Totoka River and stood awhile in thought

It was him, and she saw it at once.

It’s okay.

Blossom hadn’t had the time or will to grieve, with her mother’s whirlwind romances with Boone and Dusty Rose, for the man who raised her. Her face split into a smile, tears welling in her eyes as she ducked her head down to mash against Lestan’s.

It’s okay. Her voice wobbled heavily, and immediately she reached to draw him into an embrace.