TRISHA
“I knew it would happen eventually,” she murmured, almost like she was talking to herself. “I just didn’t know when. And honestly, I was hoping it would be this year, because if you were any older, the connection you could make with the Triple Goddess might have been gone.”
I turned toward her sharply.
“Knew what would happen?” I asked, frustration rising in my voice. “And what connection? Mum, what are you talking about? You’re starting to freak me out.”
She waved a hand dismissively.
“Trisha, there’s nothing to be freaked out about.”
“There absolutely is,” I shot back. “Why aren’t you freaking out about this? I just threw a guy across a room without touching him. That’s not special, that’s impossible.”
“Not impossible,” she corrected calmly. “Just rare.”
Her gaze softened
