Lucien twisted around on the bed to see what the angel had done to Orpheus. His son was sitting up now, staring at Lucien in confusion. He wore plain Old Navy pajamas but they didn’t hide the cracks of light that ran along his body. The light shone from him nearly as brightly as it had the angel.
Orpheus noticed the light radiating from his body a few seconds after Lucien did. He stared down at himself as Kia burst into the room.
“What did you do?” she cried as she took in Orpheus’s condition, as if Lucien were somehow to blame. Maybe he was, he thought in that instant. It was the same angel from the dream he had ordered from the sorcerer, after all. Maybe it had somehow escaped the dream.
“What’s wrong with me?” Orpheus looked down at himself and then at Lucien and Kia. “What’s wrong w
