Thirty-Eight
Indil Du
Indil Du
Robin noticed his father staring at his figure in the bathroom mirror. “Something wrong?”
Pete held out his arms. The pale blue robe he wore billowed gently. “I’m not used to wearing a caftan to a wedding.”
Chuckling, Robin double-checked himself in the adjacent mirror. “It’s called a ha’a . They only wear them for ceremonial purposes.” He pointed to himself. “The blue signifies a marriage. Don’t worry. You’re not going to be the only one wearing it. parents will have on theirs.”
ha’a . He saw the intenseness on the older man’s face and straightened. “I know that look. What’s up?”
“This.” Pete held out his arms again, but his movements encompassed the room. Robin got the impression it was to include the space center, the city, and the world. Or two
