Chapter 7
I didn't move away from Moira right away; I remembered the conversation Peter, and I shared in the garden last night. I knew this would be the perfect opportunity for the two of us to talk without being interrupted. Melissa wasn't due for a bit, and everybody else was occupied with what was going on the stage. I fidgeted with the costumes for a few moments trying to think of how to broach the subject, but as usual, Moira seemed to understand I needed to talk, she patted the seat next to me next to her and told me to sit.
"Something's bothering you, Mackenzie? Can I help?"
Like a small child sitting next to her favorite teacher, I slowly nodded my head and then I burst out with the questions bothering me.
"Moira, you told me I’ve been fairy kissed—that's why I have a scar and
