"Well, in that case, perhaps only a little charmed," she teases. "I'm twenty-seven, this year," she shares, feeling not for the first time a touch out of her element given that she always feels much older than her twenty-seven years, yet, she fears that people look at her and think otherwise, given her youth.

"You spoke about missions and somewhere that Wesley had gone," she says, trying to think clearly about the words Beverly had used, but struggled to recall it. "It sounded terribly strange to me. What did your son do?"