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Alice answered the call.
A shiver crept down Julia’s spine; suddenly she was icy cold. “Don’t move,” she said to Ellie when she heard a rustling in the leaves.
“But—”
“And don’t talk.”
Alice tugged on Julia’s hand. It was the first time the girl had ever tried to lead. Julia couldn’t help smiling. “That’s good, little one. I’ll follow.”
A cloud moved away from the moon, floated across the sky. In its wake, moonlight painted the grass, lit the river. Everything looked silvery and magical.
Alice pointed at the rosebushes. They were leggy and winter bare, sorely in need of cutting back. She pulled free and approached the roses with a confidence Julia had never seen before. She straightened, lifted her chin. For once she didn’t hunch over and hold an arm across her stomach. Moonlight glanced off her hair; it looked black as a crow’s wing, tinged with blue.
The night felt steeped in magic, shimmering with it. Stars sparkled in the sky. Julia would have sworn she could hear the ocean. She backed away slowly, letting Alice explore this perimeter of her own world. She felt her sister’s approach.
Ellie stopped beside her. “How do you know she won’t run away?”
“I don’t. I’m betting on her attachment to me, though. There are bad memories out there for her.”
“A mammoth understatement.”
Julia watched Alice draw nearer to the rosebush, wondering what the girl would do if a thorn bit her flesh. Would she turn to her for help or comfort? Had she learned at all that she wasn’t alone any longer, or would she feel betrayed by this strange place and run back to the world she knew?
“Be careful, Alice,” Julia said. “There are thorns.”
The girl reached for a single, pink bud, plucked it from the bush.
Alice petted the rose with a gentleness that surprised Julia, then she turned away. Moving slowly, she walked toward the river. When she reached a little lip of land, she paused.
Julia and Ellie followed her, both ready to save her if she jumped.
But Alice kept moving down the bank, to the place where the grass was tamped down and dead. There, she dropped to her knees and bowed her head, howling softly.
“She’s calling her wolf,” Julia said quietly. “Telling him her story and that she misses him.”
They waited for an answer, breath held, but all they heard were the trees whispering overhead and the river’s throaty laughter.
“He’s at the game farm with other wolves,” Ellie finally said. “Too far away to hear her.”
Julia left Ellie standing there and moved toward Alice. Coming up behind the girl, Julia touched her shoulder.
Alice turned around and peered up at Julia through eyes so dark and unfathomable they seemed to reflect the endless night sky.
Julia knelt in the damp grass. “Talk to me, Alice. What are you feeling right now? You don’t need to be afraid. You’re safe here.”
THE NIGHT IS FULL OF NOISES. SOMETIMES IT IS SO LOUD THAT GIRL HAS trouble hearing the quiet that lies beneath. It has always been like that for her. She has to work hard at not hearing the animals, the insects, the wind, and the leaves. She needs to close her eyes and listen to her own heartbeat until that’s all there is. Even in the dark she sees too much—a spider crawling along the ground at her feet, a pair of crows watching her from the purple tree, a moth flying along the river. In the distance she hears the rustling movement of a hunting cat.
If only the two Hers would stop talking so loudly; then Girl could breathe again. She feels a tightness in her chest and it scares her. She should feel safe out here on the edge of her world. She could run away now if she wanted to. If she was careful and followed the river, she could find her cave again.
All those times she stood at the lying box, with her arm held out in the green-scented air, she imagined a chance like this. The moment when Sun Hair would look away and Girl would run.
But now she doesn’t want to leave.
She looks down at her feet. They are planted as firmly as any tree root. This is where she wants to be. With Sun Hair.
“Talktomealis.”
Sun Hair is there, in front of her, reaching a hand out to Girl. In the light of this round-faced moon, everything about Sun Hair is white.
