"That's because she hadn't been around lately," Hecate explained, passing the cup of juice over again without a glance so Marcie could keep sipping as they spoke. "She runs a women's sanctuary down in New Mexico, but she's come up for a change. I think your caution is sensible, Marcie, but this is my house and you're a guest under my protection, so no one is going to treat you with anything other than respect and care. That said, this is your room, and this is your miscarriage, and it is completely up to you who is allowed through that door and who looks after you."