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The meeting was at the Terrin’s house. Emotions warred in Emily, it wasn’t very long ago to her that Becky had sat on the porch and told her about the Sidhe while the children slept inside. Janice opened the door for Emily, who tried to keep her expression firm as she faced the crowded room.

As with Janice and Becky, the years she’d been gone could be seen in the bodies and faces of the court with grey hair, wrinkles and age’s softening and sharpening of features. Emily was glad for her aunt’s protective presence at her back. It was going to be hard to forget a lifetime of deference to adults. Janice leaned against the door frame, but Emily stayed standing, hands loose at her sides.

Mirrored from Journal of a Something or Other.