<div style="text-align: justify;">Melinda tried to smile at Dalindme. She really didn't want to scare him, but the pain was getting pretty bad now. Melinda couldn't tell if she had moved in some way she shouldn't have, or what, but something seemed to be really wrong. The girl felt weak and cold, and all she wanted was to stay in bed. When Dalindme's hand touched her forehead, instead of warmer, he could feel that Melinda was colder than she should have been. Her eyes had their usual sweet expression, as though she was resigned to her situation.<br/><br/>Letting her head rest on Dalindme's chest, Melinda nodded. She didn't know how he could be learning to fix her. But she trusted that he would learn and help her as soon as he could. "It is all right. I can wait", the girl murmured softly.<br/><br/>That warm wave of comfort made Melinda feel better and safe by Dalindme's side. Melinda's hand caressed his head when he brushed his cheek along her other arm, and she smiled again when he said her sleep was beautiful. "I am happy you like it", she murmured. Thinking for a moment, Melinda closed her eyes. "Try to see", she murmured. After this simple request, Melinda allowed memories of her old home to slip into her mind. In the memory, Mr. Sullivan had his daughter sitting on his knees and was reading to her, while Melinda's mother did some needlework and listened to her husband.</div>