“MIlah, you can come home now…”
“I can come home?” She scoffed looking at her mother incredulously. The both of them were scarred but Milah’s were too deep to so easily throw away. “My home isn’t with you, mom. You’ve been dead to me or seven years. 
“Seven years!” She was trapped between letting tears loose and venting rage. “You don’t get to just pop up out of the blue and take over my life like nothing ever happened.” 
She took a step back and shook her head coming to a conclusion in her head. “I can’t go home with you. I buried you a long time ago. My home isn’t here. Home is across the gulf. Home is a thousand miles away behind Keshen lines. Home is burning in the distance with Gyallimene and Narissa and Gathin and