Yet another update for the inattentive.
Or for those only hearing the story from me, and not from Grace.
Much has happened since my last post. Grace has fully regained her memory, at least, to my knowledge. We returned home at her request. Enfield, her husband, has returned as well. Grace always seems so much more...hostile to me when he's around. He died, and then became an Alicorn, or something I don't even know. That's really not to any of my concern. Grace had the baby of her rapist, and gave her a beautiful name, which I can't remember right now, because of the rather frazzled situation.
I have discovered something...extraordinary, about me, about Grace, about just about everypony I know's existence. Stupid me, I approached Grace about it, and now she's all at my throat trying to get me to spill the beans, which I don't feel comfortable doing. Now Enfield's involved, and has cast what appears to be a magic barrier around the three of us until I tell them what I've discoverd.
The only problem is, if I tell them, we may be in a hell of a lot more trouble than if I just left things alone.