"Laura," he says again, his voice shaking. "I came back. We came back."

And Josie'sgrip begins to hurt.

Harry can't stand to watch this; it's too personal, too painful, what he can see in Leland's face. And for this reunion--there's going to be a counterweight. He turns to the tiny man with what isn't really relief.

"You're spirits, aren't you? The spirits of the woods."