Extended Epilogue
“Is Rupert back yet?” The voice came from the doorway, breaking the silence that had settled over the room and making Beatrice, who was bent over her desk, quill scratching on a piece of paper, look up in surprise.
Beatrice had been so lost in what she was writing that it took her several seconds to realize what had been asked. She shook herself, rubbed her eyes, and then turned toward the door to see her mother-in-law standing in the doorway.