Angel POV
It took us days to recover from Jock's death. No we did not get over it so quickly, but it took us days before we could get up and leave his last resting place.
I used the time to tell Marvel and James the stories my mother had told me when I was little. They were 2 and 3 years old, they probably did not understand them, and I doubted they would remember them.
I told them about the Moon Goddess, the mother, protector and guide of us all. We no longer followed a day's pattern, so at night I could tell about the moon. We looked for a long time at the almost full moon. I told them that in a few days it would be completely round. It was both the beginning and the end, I explained them. It would get smaller again until it completely disappeared! Marvel cried, she didn't want the mo
