“So, we are all together now. Do we form a coven or a club or just go for mani-pedis?” Wylda smiled.
Delphine grinned. “Well, there are the two stars that married seasons. They are both settled and having little partially stellar babies.”
Wylda blinked. “There are other stars here?”
“Yes. They settled their identities last year.”
Elodie smiled. “I would like to meet them.”
Delphine nodded. “I am sure we can make arrangements for that. We will have to talk to either the seasons or the warlocks, but I am sure we can manage it.” Delphine shook her head. “I can’t believe you were my aunt all this time.”
“Yup. I couldn’t say anything, but yes. I was in her body.”
“I didn’t know we could do that.”
Elodie sighed and said, “This is a long conversation.”
Delphine’s expression sobered. “Is it a sad conversation?”
“Very. I would like to save the conversation for a later time. Today is for joy.” Elodie smiled.
Delphine grinned. “Right. Joy and hope.”
Wylda nodded. “And brainstorming a job path for Elodie. She needs one like I needed one. I am hoping that I can still work for Nessa.”
“Well, we are on the way to a meeting where that little tidbit is going to be discussed. If not, I can help you and Elodie get training in a suitable system.”
Wylda blinked. “You can?”
“Sure. We get your GED and then continue to work on what you want to do with your life.”
“Good, because most of my skills aren’t marketable. I have languages, but that’s about it.”
Elodie blinked. “You can read and write in them?”
“Yeah.”
Delphine laughed. “You have options. Tons of options. How didn’t you know that?”
“It is just something I can do, and everyone needs a high school diploma or college before they will talk to me.” Wylda sighed.
Delphine sighed. “We will get your competency tested, and from there, outline your career path.”
Wylda smiled. “Thank you.”
“You are talking to me like we are human. We danced in the sky together for far longer than most folks will ever realize.”
Elodie smiled. “Yes, we did.”
Ambera looked at them and blinked. “I am finally seeing it and understanding my daughter. You aren’t twenty-nine.”
The ladies laughed, and Ambera grinned. “I get it. I really do. My daughter has always been older than her years, but I am understanding how much at this very minute.”
Wylda looked at Elodie and said, “You are the only one of us who is underdressed.”
“As a widow, I had to appear in a certain way to satisfy Enmar’s mother. She won’t be talking much about him anymore. I planted a memory that she doesn’t want.”
Ambera said softly, “About the abuse?”
