*Peter*
Earlier today, I had a table and chairs delivered to the kids for them to use outside. Molly loves being outside, and since it doesn’t seem that things will clear up any time soon, I want to make their house just a little bit better for her.
“How’s she doing?” I ask Seth as we get to work putting the last two chairs together.
“She’s getting there,” he tells me. “Altair drug me into her subconscious today. I didn’t even know it was possible.”
I blink at him, stunned. “That isn’t.”
He shrugs. “Yet it happened. Altair needed to see Sage. I need to figure out how to let them shift at a moon. They both need it.”
It’s an impossible feat right now, but I know that it is essential for them to bond. They have never spent a moon together, and I can’t imagine how hard that is fo
