CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Four years ago …
I sat outside the Frappe Cafe, sipping the hot cup of coffee that the nice, pretty amage waitress had brought out for me. All around me, the tables were full of people talking and eating; amage workers on their lunch break, couples on dates, and families eating together. I appeared to be the only person sitting by myself out here, which made me feel slightly uncomfortable, especially since as far as I knew, I was the only mage eating here. Everyone else was an amage, but luckily, they all seemed too caught up in their own food and conversations to pay any special attention to me.
Then again, I wasn’t entirely alone. Simon sat by my feet under the table, where he was just finishing a small bowl of milk the waitress had given him. I didn’t even ask for i
