I watch Lyddie's face carefully over the flames.
All the expressions I expected are there. Shock. Disbelief. Fear. Confusion. But as her fingers move away from her mouth and into her lap, I see something else.
Amazement.
Her mouth is open in shock, but she's smiling. Her eyes meet mine, and deep inside them I see wonder. Maybe a little bit of envy, even.
That's how I know everything will be ok.