Pansy shook her head. 'You shouldn't have what, honey?' she asked. 'You couldn't control whether or not you got sick. It isn't like you went out looking for someone who was ill and exposed yourself on purpose. And who knows how it was spread!' she insisted.
With a sigh of compassion, Pansy hugged Millicent again. 'You're going to rely on your friends and on Justin to get you through this. You're going to grieve for your daughter and not feel guilty about it. And you're going to watch Ella and love her and know what an amazing little girl she is and realize how lucky you both are to have each other,' she said firmly.
'And that special, amazing little girl very much needs her mother. She never stopped thinking about you while you were sick. She'd have spent all her time at the hospital if we'd have let her, and even when she wasn't there, she thought of you and learned songs and stories for you and drew pictures of you and stored up memories to tell you about....'