Firefly Glen [PHE] to the dreamers

A bad influence? Dad? he managed to stave off his disbelieving laugh, but just barely. His lips quirked with the remnant of it. He changed a lot, in ways Simeon appreciated, but also didn't. He always made sure we got around, too.

That was why it had been so hard to watch him crumble after Judah's 'death'. Simeon still wished he had been stronger for him, but he no longer blame himself for what had happened. They'd all just been kids, after all. 

It's okay. Thanks - he started to say, but his heart could have stopped at what Killdeer said next -

Gramma's here? his cousin said something else about her, but his thoughts stuck like a broken track - Towhee is here.

How - what? Now his disbelief broke through in the squeeze of a laugh. At some point, he'd sunk to his haunches, gaze darting back and forth along the grass at his paws, as if something there would help him make sense. I watched her - I saw her die! In the spring - the sea lion -

And they had never found her; they hadn't seen her after that. They had looked - 

He brought his eyes back to his cousin's face with a desperate breath, she's alive? Is she here? I need to see her.

He wouldn't believe it until he saw.