Maya woke up feeling tired; she had spent a troubled night unable to sleep as thoughts of her mother dominated her mind. She worried that she would not be able to recall her; actually, she had no idea how that worked. She had tossed and turned as she thought of Celestine’s reaction and feelings when she met Maya; she was afraid that she would reject her, as she was not as elegant as she was.
“Mother loves you very much, you have nothing to fear,” Khisa her wolf told her.
“I’ll never get used to hearing voices in my head, did I just sign away my privacy?” she asked pretending to be irritated but secretly glad to have someone to talk or argue with whenever she wanted.
“No, I’m not up for arguments and before you go back to hiding behind sarcasm instead of confronting difficult issues, I
