EPILOGUE
SIX MONTHS LATER
TAMSIA
Humans were fascinating, especially when they dressed as aliens. I hadn’t quite understood why, but according to Abby, costume parties were an ancient tradition that she wanted us to experience.
I sipped on my drink, something called a c**k-tail for some strange reason, and watched them from my booth in the corner of the crowded nightclub. The music wasn’t too loud here and it gave me a good vantage point to observe the humans. Sahra and her mate had disappeared into the crowd. Not that I missed them. I'd had enough of their lovesick ear tickles and permanent kissing. They couldn't keep their hands off each other. It was embarrassing to be associated with them, so I was glad to sit here on my own.
I still hadn't decided if accompanying them to
