Evangeline watched the healer's work, though mostly she was keeping an eye on her son, who was paying more keen attention to what the healer--Jack--was doing than Eva would have expected. She wasn't sure if it was an interest in the healing process or if Elliott just wanted to see for himself what was happening. She suspected the latter, but at least it was distracting him, which was really all Evangeline could ask for.

'Thank you," Evangeline said, flashing a relieved smile at the man. She patted her son's uninjured hand. "Stitches don't sound so bad, do they? They'll be out before you know it."

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