He swallowed a sigh. He had so hoped that his mother would have been as pleased and excited as he was. Terry closed his eyes for a long moment and quietly forced himself to let it go. If there was one thing that he had learned from the Dark Arts curse that had stolen so much from him, it was that it wasn't worth holding tightly to the things that hurt him. It was far more important to cling to the memories he didn't want to lose.
"She will," he said, "I know she will." His appetite was gone, but he stayed where he was and pushed his food around his plate to keep Susan company. She didn't need to skip any meals.