I was worried she’d start digging, and I knew she was smart enough to find whatever it was she was seeking—or at least something close to it. My nerves grew from a small wave to a rolling storm. Maybe I should’ve told her the truth. Told her what lurks in the dark. There’s more than just us out there… she’ll find out there are many more species than just humans and Selkies, and if my hunch is right, whether she knows it or not, she’s one of them. A monster of a different kind… a witch.
I leaned back into my bed’s headboard. I was only wearing boxers, with an abandoned book on my lap. I was more than one hundred and one percent sure she was a witch. I guess she also had her secrets. Why should I feel inclined to tell her everything if she couldn’t tell me about herself? She never mentione
