For realpestilence who asked for Susan, haunted.
Lost
Gone. All in a single instant. Parents, brothers and sister, even her cousin. All she had left now were Uncle Harold and Aunt Alberta, whom she saw for the last time at the funerals.
I should have been there too.
The thought haunted her. William, her fiancé, offered to postpone their wedding, but she decided to go ahead as planned although she had to clear out her parents' house for sale. William found her there one evening, looking at a pencil sketch Lucy had made of a faun. Susan's eyes were dry but her pocket handkerchief was torn into fragments.