“I miss my husband,” she says simply in answer. “We were starting a new life together after losing everything, and I want that life more than anything else. I lost him for twenty years, and now I’ve lost him again.” Except this time, she doesn’t have a way to find him and claw her way back.

Quiet as she finishes, Claire begins to comb off all of the excess wool still clinging to the ewe. “There, that must feel better going into summer, hmm?”

Talking about her life can be emotional sometimes, but she doesn’t mind their conversations. If anything, she knows she can tell him enough without Michael taking offense.