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Jacob’s Point Of View.
When we arrived at A Walk In The Clouds, Lizzie’s cafe was already open, serving coffee and hot chocolate with marshmallows on top. A colossal fire spat and cracked in the living area, blasting out heat, and it was clear to see that our housekeeper worked hard to make homecoming pleasant.
All the souls Alicia had requested to be with us were accounted for, although Mom looked weary. It was late, and I saw my daughter was exhausted, too, but there was no point in ushering her to bed amid the excitement of homecoming.
Cosmo and Luna went crazy for Alicia, hardly recognizing me as their original owner. While she stroked them, they spun around in circles before her in a comedy performance, making everyone laugh. After a suitable welcome from her pets, my daughter glanced up at me, with her face set between those of the dogs.
“Can we go and see Sierra, please, Dad?”
“Of course, honey, but there is something I need to tell you first.”