The twitter of myriad birds beckoned Isabel, drawing her from the half-conscious state she had thankfully slipped into sometime during the long night. A musky scent filled her nostrils. Moist dirt scratched her cheek. Pulling the blanket over her head, she felt Frederick's warm body cradled against her chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and then fought to hold back the horror of yesterday's memories. Just a few more minutesa few more precious moments of drifting on the calm sea of ...