"I know you do. Oh I'm so happy. I will miss you so much when you go." Elaine set her drink and bag aside, then clasped Marian's hands, despite the bit of blood. "Do you think Lancelot will go with you?"
She had wanted to cut herself off from the harshness of modern living, and for a while she had been content, but now the prospect of her home shrinking back down to one person made her feel a little sad.