Christina seemed to be in a very calm mood. She bowed to grandmother's gravestone and turned away.

But her body swayed, as if her strength had been pulled from her, and her face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

Emond quickly put his hand on her arm and shouted, "Christina..."

His voice stirred Christina's heart.

She didn't have the strength to pull her arm back, but through her teeth she squeezed the words, "Let me go."

Emond's hand was still lifting, but Christina had already pulled away. She had only taken a few steps with a sluggish gait when she felt her eyes darken and she fell to...