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It took Pat a long while to get used to Rae's absence. Sometimes she thought she would never get used to it. The autumn weeks were very hard. Every place. every room. seemed so full of Rae. even more so than when she had been home. Pat was, somehow, always expecting to see her. glimmering through the birches on moonlit nights. lilting along the Whispering Lane . coming home from school laughing over some jest of the day . wearing her youth like a golden rose. And then the renewed sadness of the realisation that she would not come. For a time it really seemed that Rae had taken the laughter of Silver Bush with her. Then it crept back; again there were jokes and talks in the kitchen o'nights.
Two things helped Pat through the fall and winter. Silver Bush and her evenings with David and Suzanne. Her love for Silver Bush had suffered no abatement. nay, it had seemed to deepen and intensify with the years, as other loves passed out of her life, as other changes came. or threatened to come. For Uncle Tom's big black beard was quite grey now and dad was getting bald and Winnie's gold hair was fading to drab. And. though Pat put the thought fiercely away whenever it came to her. Judy was getting old. It was not all May's malice.