#Chapter 487- Mothers and Fathers

Ella

“Ella, you can’t just demand

But I glare at Sinclair, slicing my hand through the air and shaking my head as I realize that he can’t hear what I’m hearing.

And the first thing that comes to my ears…

Is a laugh.

“All right, little daughter,” a soft voice says, and I instantly recognize it as my mother. “I stopped there for a reason, but if you get out of my pool, I’ll give you one more.”

I narrow my eyes at the moon but do as the Goddess bids, stepping out of the pool.

“I ended there because I do not know the outcome,” she says, her voice sorrowful. “His mission will be…his own. But, I do know this…”

And I reach out and put a hand on Sinclair’s arm, very tense. I gasp a little as a new vision forms very fleeting, very brief –

But in it, Jesse is an old, old man wrinkles crinkle around his eyes as he smiles down at a child in his arms

His grandchild, or maybe his great- grandchild or maybe not a child of his blood at all, but certainly one he loves very, very much –

It’s gone as soon as it comes, but it’s enough.

Jesse – he lives. And it’s enough.

I breathe, my eyes turned up now towards the sky, the tension falling

Thank you.”

than they were before. “Even if you don’t trust this world,

I nod, understanding, committing

was here lifts, and she’s

from the pool fades until it’s just…a lake, or a pond

asks, staring down at

see?” I ask, desperate to

his head at me. “See you plunge into the pond yelling at the sky like

he continues to stare at me I let out a deep breath. “Okay.

“She showed you more!?”

nod slowly. “She knew I was upset when the vision ended with Jesse in darkness. So, she showed me him as an old man, holding a

to get mad now but he’s a little too scared of her for blasphemy. “Well, that hardly

down at his shoes, “have

shaking his head as he wraps Jesse up tightly in his blanket. The baby’s face is peaceful

baby from Sinclair’s arms when he offers him to me, probably knowing that I’m upset and want to hold the baby close. “If I’m not going to bully

warm arm around my shoulders. “Come on. Let’s go

an hour later, Sinclair makes good on his promise and comes out of Cora and Roger’s closet, tossing a

Ella,” Cora says, frowning down at me

on a sigh, “it’s not

went totally still. We tried to put on a good show, ensuring the group of all the wonderful things we saw which is true! – but Cora didn’t say

Jesse’s celebration could continue, but I

is just as worried, though he’s

it’s all right, Cora,” he says, putting a

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