The next day, during the barbecue held in the gardens, Elva finally got her wolf ride. Nicholas helped her up onto the massive wolf Night, who then trotted slowly around the field under Nicholas’s watchful eyes.
Confined to my wheelchair, I stayed on the patio, not wanting to take my chair into the grass on the chance of getting stuck. It had been embarrassing enough yesterday, having Nicholas haul me around. I didn’t want a repeat performance.
It was a little lonely so near the door, while everyone else was out in the gardens, but I was happy to watch from afar.
Eventually, Silver came over to see me. She let me scratch the top of her head, and licked my hand.
“Thank you, Silver, for yesterday,” I told her. “I wouldn’t be here today if it weren’t for you.”
She chuffed at me. I wished
