He pointed to the garden. "Thought I heard somebody calling out there," he said, pointing.
"Don't go away," I said. "And don't go in there, whatever you do. I'll be right out."
I grabbed Sukey's arm. "We'll surprise him," I told her.
Sukey Jones came up from behind Harry and put her hand on his arm. He turned and they just looked at each other for the space of half a minute.
Harry's voice was kind of choked. He said, "Sukey, I—"
And then we all heard it. It was a woman crying. The sound came from the garden. Harry took a step toward the mists.
"Wait," I said. And I shouted, "Mrs. Campbell, is that you?"
"Here!" Her voice was faint and plaintive. Just as I had remembered it.
"Come on out. We've come to take you home."