#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.

you,” I breathe, my eyes turned up now towards the

Thank you.”

the Goddess says, her words even fainter now than they were before. “Even if you

nod, understanding, committing

whatever magic was

from the pool fades until it’s just…a

asks, staring down at me with

I ask, desperate

plunge into the pond yelling at the sky like a

explain, and when he continues to stare at me I let out a deep breath. “Okay. Guess that one was just

“She showed you more!?”

with Jesse in darkness. So, she showed me him

to get mad now but he’s a little too scared of her for blasphemy. “Well, that hardly seems fair,” he murmurs. ” Why do you

his shoes, “have warm dry feet. So.

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

from Sinclair’s arms when he offers him to me, probably knowing that I’m upset and

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

out of Cora and

says, frowning down at me with her

you,” I say on a sigh,

believe me. Cora took one look at the wet hem of my gown, my ruined shoes, and Sinclair’s pale 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 saw which is true! – but Cora didn’t say much at all, ushering everyone into the waiting vans so that we could all

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

though he’s

Cora,” he says, putting a hand

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