"I- yes. Perhaps." Abby hugged her arms about herself, unable to keep her mind from racing through all of the what-ifs and how coulds. She kept her eyes peeled as she retraced the familiar walk back to the healer's, and was pulled back to the present at Molly's words. "I- no, it's the next one over. Not too far from here."
It wasn't even just the reminder of her own sister's disappearance, but this was her husband and her daughter. She could take a lot of things, but she couldn't bear losing them. Without them- well, she didn't really have a place or a purpose, did she?