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“You’re what, a fairy? Or something else?”
He was so calm, I figured it must be shock.
“Fae, actually.”
“What’s the difference?”
I chuckled. “To be honest, nothing. Humans…well, they portray fae as a more archaic entity in folklore, and fairies as tiny, spry, bright lights of happiness. In fact, Tinkerbell is fake. There are tiny flying beings in my realm but they are a different breed, so to speak. In reality, fae is all there are.”
He cocked his head. “Makes you wonder how the word ‘fairy’ came to be. Obviously, someone knew of your existence.”
I smirked; this whole encounter wasn’t anything I’d thought it would be.
“Humans have seen us, but the law dictates they forget and so their minds are erased. But my mother believes it never truly leaves them, and because of that humans jumbled things and the many variations were created.”
“I see.”
Daisy, Tru, and Milo would be back at any time and while I didn’t want to rush him, I didn’t think the children walking in and seeing me like this would be a great idea.
“Easton?”
“Hmm?”
“What are you thinking about?”
He breathed deeply and met my gaze. “Milo and I dreamed about you like this.”
Now it was my turn to be shocked. “What?”
He nodded. “He had one where he saw his mom in a garden and couldn’t get to her. Said he was sad, but you were there and told her you’d take care of him. His other was you living here in this house.”
Oh, wow.
“What about yours?”
“I saw Laura but also couldn’t get to her. You promised to take care of me.” He motioned to my whole being. “Milo pointed out a cover on a graphic novel of a character, and what I see right here is exactly how you looked on that cover and in our dreams.”
How was that possible? “I…so, this doesn’t surprise you?”
He snorted a laugh. “Oh, it sure as shit surprises me. More that maybe our dreams were telling us something.”
“Like what?”
“Like you’re here for a reason…I don’t know. When Laura died, all I wanted was for the pain to go away and for her to come home. It wasn’t until you came into my life that I got reprieves from that grief.”
I took a step closer and when he didn’t stop me, I moved right up in front of him.
“Grief is forever, but we learn to live through it.”
He hummed. “You made Milo’s pain disappear…grief is pain; can’t you make mine go too?”
A thud of agony washed over me as if I shared Easton’s mourning.
“Magic…my magic doesn’t work that way, Easton. I removed Milo’s physical pain and the fear that came with it. Grief?” I pressed my hand over his heart. “We must never forget it because if we do, life has no meaning. Laughter becomes just a sound, kisses cease to bring that connection living things crave. Touch is meaningless. We have to miss those things to appreciate them.”
He lifted his hands from his pockets and slid his fingers up my sides, along my arms, stopping when he had both of my hands in his.
“I feel like I might be losing my mind, Finch. I should be screaming and running out the door, but all I can think is that if you disappeared tomorrow, I wouldn’t recover from that loss.”
