#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 from my

Thank you.”

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

understanding,

was here lifts, and

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

just happened?” Sinclair asks, staring down

you see?” I

shaking his head at me. “See you plunge into

stare at me I let out a deep

“She showed you more!?”

with Jesse in darkness. So, she showed me him as an old man, holding a tiny

me and then glances up at the moon, as if he wants to get mad now but he’s a little too scared of her for blasphemy. “Well, that hardly seems fair,” he murmurs. ”

I say, pointing down at his shoes, “have warm dry

at me almost despite himself, shaking his head as he wraps Jesse up tightly in his blanket. The baby’s face is peaceful now, his eyes starting to drift shut. “Leave it to you, trouble,” he murmurs, “to bully the Goddess into showing you extra

when he offers him to me, probably knowing that I’m upset and want to hold

you,” Sinclair sighs, wrapping a warm arm around my shoulders. “Come on. Let’s go get you into some warm

on his promise and comes out of Cora and Roger’s closet, tossing

Ella,” Cora says, frowning down at me with her baby in

on a

face when we came out of the forest and went totally still. We tried to put on a good show, ensuring the group of all the wonderful things we

she made sure that everyone was happily settled in the house with food and drink so Jesse’s celebration could continue, but I could tell: the entire time, she

he’s doing a bit better

all right, Cora,” he says, putting a

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