Teresa

“Shawn, Hera, stop!” Alora snapped at the children, then her voice lowered. “We have visitors.”

The boy looked at her mother, the light threads between his hands fading to nothingness.

Then he looked at me. I looked away, trying to shake away the strange feeling that Shawn’s look left in my chest.

He stared at me as if he was trying to recognize me after seeing me somewhere before now. I was so lost in thought that I didn’t notice when Alora disappeared ...