Mary watches through the trees as Adalyn and Jasper get remarried. “Jasper had a rough start to life for a while there. I’m pleased it worked out for him.” She peers at the Goddess’s glow from beside her. “Was it truly emotions that got his parents’ magic choked up, or something more?”
If you’re asking if I was at fault for their deaths, I am not. Gas from their stove was to blame and the blaze went up too quickly. Both their thoughts were on their son in that moment—how they were relieved Jasper wasn’t home—and the distraction was a second too long.
“That’s… sad. If they lived, Jasper wouldn’t be the person he is now.”
No, the Goddess affirms. Much of the present would be different.
“Huh. At least everyone had happy endings,” she comments.
Yes, the Goddess agrees. Carina is learning
