If she allowed herself to stop and think rationally, she was upset that she recognized after Sarah left the tent that there had been more truth to her statement than she cared to admit. She did miss her life at times. Yes, even her deranged husband who was known to grab her arms too tightly, slap the back of his hand across her face and worse. It wasn't logical. Freedom from the tyrant who had completely consumed her life since their son was conceived should have given her peace, a comfort that she couldn't find any other way. When Sarah brought up that it was okay to miss her husband, she thought the woman was a fool. Only in the quiet stillness of her tent did she realize that against her better judgment, she longed for the normality of her past.