"Harold and Mistress Ann," said the Servant. "They made such a beautiful couple."
"What happened to her?" replied Tabitha.
"Sadly she caught smallpox and soon died."
"That's awful."
"It was. The tragedy almost drove Harold into Madness. Thankfully he was able to come out of despair. It seems like you are making him happy."
"How?"
"Well it seems that you comfort him like Mistress Ann did before you."
"So I remind him of his dead wife?"
"Yes."
"This'll work out worse then Paul McCartney."
"Who?"
“Never-mend. The world will find out someday.”
Eventually Tabitha just went away. She sat down on one of the seats by a window. She looked out at the town and she could truly see its beauty. But then she felt her body slowly grow. Her clothes got tighter and she concentrated again and she shrank back down to normal.