That past life would get along so well with the one Mattie didn't really believe she'd lived.

"Lord Galgon, Lord Galgon . . . mmm, no, I don't think that name's ringing a bell," Mattie mused, tapping a finger against her lips. "He must have caused you some kind of, hmm . . . deep-seated trauma, though."

Well, what else was she supposed to conclude from the rocking back and forth?