Day 12: Card: The Wheel of Fortune
Then came Lotho; she'd thought that between Southfarthing and son, she couldn't want, that the stones would settle.
They hadn't.
They'd ground on, grown heavier: her boy, she'd thought, shouldn't want as she had. She'd do anything to spare him, and Southfarthing... it grew weedy in her eyes.
Then she'd seen Bag End – a chance sight put flesh on Otho's coveting, and she'd felt the longing weigh her down again...