I push the plate away from me.
“You’re breaking my heart, friend. Everyone knows chocolate cake is the best.”
“I like confetti cake better. Ever have it?”
“A long time ago.”
Right. Because he’s old.
“Momma says cake is going to make me fatter than I already am,” I say. “But it’d be worth if it was confetti cake.”
“You’re not fat, Little Fae.”
I try the word out in my head a few times before I ask, “What’s a fae?”
“You don’t know what a fae is, and you’re going to become a fairy one day?” His eyebrows are lifted, like he’s shocked. After a beat, he says, “A fae is a fairy. It’s just another word for it.”
“Oh.” I smile. “Well, now I’ve learned something new.”
“That you did.”
At the other end of the room, I spot servers picking up plates. I glance at the cake in front of me. I really want some…
“Tell you what. Why don’t we split your cake? That way you’re not eating it all. It can be a race to see who finishes first before the server gets here.”
I nod. “Okay.”
He splits the slice of cake with his fork, leaving me with the bigger side.
I point to the plate. “I have more than you.”
“Well, I already had an entire piece, so this makes it fair. Ready?”
“Yes.”
“Go!”
I dig in, eating as fast as I can. Even though it’s not confetti cake, it’s still really good. By the time the server reaches us, I’m done, and he’s not.
“You didn’t finish.”
He leans back, rubbing his stomach. “I was full. Now, I have to leave, but it was very nice meeting you, Little Fae.”
“My name is Greer,” I say. “Greer Arwen Blanc. What’s your name?”
“Grant. Grant Carter.” He stands. “Goodbye, Greer.”
He leaves, but so do most of the men in the room. Must be another Brotherhood meeting.
Momma scowls at me, so I drop my napkin and rush up to my room before she can say anything. As I pass through my door, I pull down the sign I made and crumple it. Going to my desk, I pull out a new piece of paper and get to work on my new sign.
Nanny comes in just as I’m finishing and looks it over.
Greer’s Fae Club
Girls Only!
Some Boys Allowed…