Bad people did bad things.
Period.
When she was out of earshot, Ethan had to be honest with his brother.
“It’s amazing in here,” Ethan said, wiping his eyes on a tissue Gryphen gave him.
Callen was aware.
Given the resources to make this happen, Elizabeth didn’t miss a single detail. From the food stocking the shelves, to the counter where they could order clothing that was needed, she made sure to nail it.
Elkie spoke to them.
“You both did good. I almost forgive you for that motorcycle through my garden,” she admitted.
Ethan and Callen both laughed.
“Which garden?” Callen asked. “There were so many, Auntie.”
Yes, yes, there were.
She pointed to another woman.
Over by the one doorway, she was standing with a small child.
“She’s a domestic abuse survivor. Your wife got her out of the situation. I called her one night late, and she answered her phone. She sent resources, and we were able to save her,” she said.
Yeah, that sounded like Elizabeth.
She was a protector to her core.
They watched as she turned around, and both of her eyes were healing. They were blackened from the abuse.
Seeing that, Ethan’s eyes were filled with emotion. It took a lot to make any of them break, but this was it.
Seeing this, it tugged at his heartstrings incredibly hard.
Elkie continued.
“She was going to some fancy thing with your other mate, the white doctor.”
They listened.
“Your doctor-mate took care of her, gave her a checkup, and made sure she and her children were okay. He played with her child so Elizabeth could listen and be there for her. It was incredible to see.”
Oh, they bet.
“She stopped in, and she found me. She gave me more than enough money to help her. She paid for the cabin she now lives in, and left enough money to get her clothing so she could find a job. Her child is in the daycare, and finally, she’s able to be proud of her life. Your wife is a lifesaver.”
Callen laughed.
“We know. She saved us too.”
Elkie lowered her voice.
“She showed up in normal clothes, and she cuddled children. She doesn’t flaunt her wealth, but instead, she shares it. Your grandfather would be proud. She may not be Native, but her spirit is old. Elizabeth told me to say nothing, but you needed to know that you both chose well.”
They didn’t know that she’d come here. Elizabeth never said anything about it.