“We have met.I am glad she has you all now.She never did things by half.”
He smiled.“Are you all right?Do you need somewhere to stay?”
“No.It was my apartment, but I knew I was going to be here.I knew the fire was going to come.I just had to wait for it, and here it is.”
“So, you are a seer?”He looked at her.
“Yes.Not a good one.Not like Hatcher, but I do okay.”
The fire was out, and everything was being reeled in.Dex’s mom was arrested and being hauled off; her car was towed.That was what Arwell had to ensure, and she had.Now it was back to being her normal nine-to-five self.
She let the peace officers usher her around to get her statement as to what she saw where, and why she didn’t react the moment that Dex’s mom walked through the door.“I was asleep.”Seemed to make them remember that she had a separate room and lived with someone else.
Hours of shivering while she told the same story over and over finally resulted in her insurance agent walking toward her, and she repeated the story and stated that all that she had lost was the rent on the unit.She handed over the police report number about Dex’s mother’s arson and then asked the question that exhausted her.“Can I go?”
Finally, everyone said, “You can go.”
Her bed and other appliances were sent to a women’s shelter, and then she got into her car.As dawn painted the sky, she put on her office clothes.She checked her watch.It was time to pick up Dorn and get him to school.The sleepover was over, for now.
Arwell drove up toward the charming house that had enough magic wrapped around it to make her skin prickle.
She saw movement inside and knocked gently at the front door.Oren opened it and grinned.“We would have taken him in.”
“I just needed to assure him that I was fine and back on guardian duty.”
“He will be relieved.Did you want some coffee?”
“Hell yes; it’s been some odd few days.”
Oren nodded and led the way to the kitchen.“So, Arwell, is there a reason you smell like some sort of gasoline?”
“Yes.The room was set on fire.But no casualties, no material damages.Everyone is safe, and the arsonist captured.”
The vet nodded.“Good.”
“Did the kids have fun?”
“Yeah.The dogs as well.So tired they didn’t even react to you being here.”
“Dogs don’t see me.”
“Oh.Really?”
“Yeah.I am outside their realm of understanding.”She said it in a spooky voice.He handed her a coffee, and she smiled.“I have a frank question for you.”
“What?”
“Are you prepared for your great-grandchildren to be djinn?”
He froze.“What?”
“While some of the descendants of the dark elves and the light elves born here will be elves, there will be a percentage who are djinn.Right now, the estimate is three to five percent.”
Brexel wandered in with a smug look that cleared rapidly.“Arwell, we could take Dorn to school.”
She felt Oren prodding at her mind, and she squirted him with a psychic water bottle.His cup wobbled.
“I need to speak to Dorn a little.He’s been worried by my last few days of occupation.”
