Chapter 15: Weaving 2, Picking“Parcae, sweetie, are you ready for a surprise?” Moirae asked.
“Sure,” Parcae said.
“Do you mind helping me with a fan?”
“Of course,” Parcae said selecting a frontage fan with a simple floral pattern, while examining the grin on Moirae’s face.
Moirae closed her eyes for a moment then smiled.
Mark’s phone rang “Harper Valley PTA.” Mark jerked as much from the song as from who was calling.
“Hello, Mom,” Mark said, sitting up, nearly at attention.
“Mark,” his mother said in surprise, “I didn’t expect you to answer in the middle of Pride?”
Mark said. “I came home early.”
“Why? Is something wrong?” she asked.
“Why should there be something wrong? I just came home because I wasn’t having fun.”
“I don’t believe you,” she said. “You’ve talked about nothing
