Bearing Witness

Freya slept.

Beatrix sat with her for a long time — longer than I expected, though I wasn't sure what I had expected. Twenty minutes, perhaps more. She talked to Freya in the same low and unhurried way, about the pack she was arriving into and what it had been and what it was now. About Genevieve — briefly, carefully, naming her so that the name was in the room from the beginning. About what it me