Monday 29th June
BLUE POV
It seemed like a lifetime before Aunt Flora sat back down and placed a bowl of stew in front of us both. She took a mouthful and set her spoon back down.
She clearly sensed my impatience.
“OK”, she began. “So we rested in the cottage overnight, and the next morning there was a knock on the door. Your mother, Fauna, knew exactly who it was, and he had come in his human form. She tried to straighten her hair and clothes out, but we had been running for days and hadn’t dared shower that night incase someone came and found us.”
I ate my stew obediently, not breaking eye contact, and completely engrossed in this insight into my family history.
“Fauna opened the door, and there stood her mate. He was tall and handsome, with blue eyes and platinum hair. He brough
