“Well,” she started, finally releasing Kathearine, who immediately relaxed with distance, “your father and I released each other again, and I thought, where better to go than to see theaella ? I can’t believe you’re pregnant! Spirit wanted me to come here.” Without warning, she reached for Kathearine’s belly, smoothing her hand over the curve. “Ooh, we should do a reading for the baby later. I’ll let you choose which tarot deck you want.”
I thought theaella might actually be trying to crawl out of her skin like the pupal stage ladybug of her mother’s dreams. I resisted the urge to put myself between them.
theaella -Bug. No wonder theaella hated nicknames.
I’d known Sparrow was out of touch with Kathearine’s needs, but it seemed she was as deeply set in herself as theaella was. I had to
