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My heart thuds. “Don’t tell me that. I’m glittering right now. I have no idea what to do with myself, and my parents are waiting on us for dinner.”
“True. I shall present an option. You let me know if it sits well with you.”
I nod. “Proceed.”
“I will walk you through how to glamour yourself and open a trod directly to your parents’ house.”
“I think Castor said something about that. I can really do that?”
“Yes, you can close the distances between two places at will because the rules of reality are different for you.”
Um, ’kay. That’s cool. Really cool. I can already see where it would be painfully simple to abuse these abilities. “Continue,” I murmur.
“After dinner, let me take you hunting.”
My heart thumps. “In…the dream plane? I can enter the dream plane.” I don’t know why I hadn’t put that together when he said we were masters of the same plane, but in my defense, I have a lot going on right now… “Pollux, since it’s too late to pace my induction into all things faerie now, what am I?”
“What do you think?”
I spread my fingers, look at the sand, feel the airy presence of something parallel to this world skimming just out of sight. As though the consistent presence of dreams underlay everything around me.
Dreams and sand.
It’s the sort of fantasy children know…and maybe that’s why I’ve always felt connected to children. Maybe that’s why I’ve always struggled to grow up.
“I think I’m a sandwoman.”
Pollux smiles. “Correct.”
Chapter 44
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Extended family dinners…
I’m talking a lot. I know I’m talking a lot. I just don’t really know how to stop. It’s unusual for me to talk this much, especially given that Cael, Alana, Willow, Zylus, Ollie, and Brittny have all crashed my family dinner. It’s just, phew, a lot of people, right?
So many people.
And I don’t know most of them very well.
But that means absolutely nothing in the face of whatever magic is bumbling about beneath my skin. My thoughts are going off along with my mouth. “I can’t believe this happened,” I say to my mom and dad while absently staring ahead at Alana and Andromeda, who are building something out of their merged plates of food. They mashed roast potatoes, dissected their burger, ground the beef, and—yeah, no.
I drop my attention to my own veggie burger and draw lines into the thigh of Pollux’s pants. He’s sitting beside me. For emotional support. I pick up a steak fry. “I know I don’t usually make uneducated decisions like this. I usually need to know everything before I act. When I went to college, I mapped the entire campus and practiced walking the distances to make sure I was healthy enough to make it to each class on time. I timed myself. I calculated the strain it would add to my shoes and budgeted how many pairs I needed to purchase to last me the four years.”
“Honestly,” Willow comments from Pollux’s other side as she offers Zylus an onion ring, “that’s what I would have done were college not a capitalistic debt scheme.”
I can’t even rebut. I am still paying off my debts. Maybe my dear sweet husband who rents out ice rinks can help me with that?
“Of course I can,” Pollux says, fixing his attention past Mom and Dad and firmly on Cael. “Can’t I?”
“I don’t see why not,” Cael offers, amicably. He’s barely touched his food in favor of watching Alana as though he’s entranced.
Soulmates, amirite?
I tense as realization hits me. “Did…I complain about my debts aloud?”
Brittny laughs. “You absolutely did.”
